17 January 2012

Wordplay

Sticks and stones may break skin and bones,
but I know words far more reaching.
With love and religion, wars will be waged,
Until death do us all apart.
Words run deep while tensions grow steep.
Yes, limiting words, the dilemma of man
Archetypical and Dualatic. 
Lies upon lies, truths over truths,
As we cannot contain our mouths to ourselves,
Yet won't utter words, like the xenophobes we are.
West versus East, Right versus Left, Church and State
In Holy matrimony, in Holy Jihad.
Only these letters can carry such weight,
for they comprise the alpha.beta.omega.
Gods, prophets, disciples.
Languages, languages, languages
Translated and slaughtered,
Who watches the translators?
The most dangerous, most powerful,
Gods of the words of the Gods.
Listen with our eyes and see with our ears,
Choose--fewer, better words,
For who knows when they may be your last.

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