WORDS

Words

The rhyme that rocks my head like a boat

Scattering my faculty like a kid play the puzzle

Bringing something out of nothing

Yet making sense out of no sense

I could jump into the street like I want to woo a lady

Making gesticulations like a bird caught in the trap of a live-wire

But without the words I could just be like a pendulum going forth and back

Words

The arrow we shoot into the air

Not knowing it surpasses the strength of any biological weapon

Words build a nation, words kill a nation

Words make alive and words break like egg shells spilled on German floors

Words were the tools Hitler used to conquer Austria

Words were the tools I use to show my love to you

Words were the tools Obama used to conquer the whites

Words were the tools I use like a Poet

Dishing out my lines and making them sink into your bone marrows

Words were the tools I use like a God

Calling those things that be not as though they were

Words were the tools our fathers used to mate our mothers

Without the words we can neither be here nor ear

Words

The fruit of my brain that makes me come to you

My eyes could see your beauty

My legs could walk me to your side

But without the words how could I ever express the longings of my heart

Baby if you don’t love me

The sun will still shine in the place of the moon

The earth will still be rotating in the solar system

But my life could be like gold ring in the nostrils of a pig

They say money makes the world go round

The little I have I give- my words

If indeed it’s true, let my words make my love the fuel that runs in your world

Words

The skill so rare though many of us speak

The skill that every lover has got to have

Yet no matter how much I use my words on you

I still long to use more of them on you

Words

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