Words

In the beginning there was logos
Said Heraclitus!
In the beginning there was word
Said the Bible!
Sticks and stones 
Or words said
The sadistic torturers of all times!
When words are scarce, they are seldom spent in vain
Said Shakespeare.
Then he invented  many of his own;
From barefaced to sanctimonious.
 
Words. Words. Words.
I grew up loving words.
From querky words to 
Absurds. To profane.
The French. The English.
The Italian. Ancient Greek.
The Turkish. The Parsee.
The Hindi. Shakespeare's words
Keats words, Amy Winehouse's
Words.
All of them indiscriminately.
 
My children inherited my 
Love of words.
And use them 
Liberally.
 
My son is drawn to scientific 
Ones. 
From dodecahedron
To ontology.
 
My daughter to profanities.
From poo to bum bum!
 
 
Words. Words. Words.
My husband uses northern 
Slangs. My friends:
European twangs.
 
I eavesdrop into fellow
Passengers' twangs.
Sometimes pick up a few.
" I says words don't come easily!'
 
Words. words. Words.
Why art thou so fearsome
To some?
The cause of jailings, torture,
The inhumane treatment
Of fellow human beings?
 
Words. Words. Words.
 
 
These days it is  the simplest ones
Like "I luv u mama"
Give me the most delight.

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