Foreign On Wind and Word
Foreign On Wind And Word
Tie down words in yesterday’s dilemmas, gondola soft
Send them off on feathers, light as weathers messengers
What are words but air up there in winds
Let them fly, to catch a cold or flake of snow
Who knows, maybe reason will come through
Fog might melt, lift, revealing light, awakening
Words are known throughout the world for what they are
And what they say in cultures
China replicates everything including language
Sleep now, don’t worry, float away on granite minded clouds
That keep the spirit down and grounded
Society will fill in what’s missing
In China children open up to sing
Oppression is the only song they know
What is that word I’m looking for?
Innovation! Worth its weight in gold
Heavy up there in an atmosphere of words
When terms fall, crash, find their way into cracks
Like facts, open on fresh minds… Invention!
Hard is the term, loud on the solid mountain when it falls
Comets, like words, come in a flash, linger there
When children tie them down in streams of consciousness
Volcanic boys and girls do lava dances to be free
In China children eat their rice, glance, absorb everything
There is no way of holding back on nature
Tenacity! Is a word. Ingenuity! Is another
They come in streams, in balls of string, tied together
Make sense of sentences
Don’t be afraid
They are only a group of words
Composing a complete thought
They represent the meaning
Assigned to them in any nation
Created to fill young minds
Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2014
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