WORDS
‘My son’
Listen to me
- your father
I have seen
many things in this life that my mouth cannot say
Half a word
they say is food enough for the wise
Be prudent -
feed wisely
Next time
you say -
‘I will do
it’
Make sure
you indeed mean to do it
That your
limbs are as mature as your word
Beating the
dust of the earth under ready feet
As an
athlete sprints at the sound of the crier’s gong.
Words are as
delicate
As the
scaffoldings of a chick’s liar.
Words are
manifolds fitter than an Iroko tree
Like an army
of zombies
Only going –
Never coming
So don’t
tell me
‘I’ll take
it back’
‘I am sorry’
You do not
fool me.
You!
You gave the
blitzing order.
Can your
word grow a strand of hair
When the
head is off?
Words are
powerful.
Embodiment defying force of human imagination
Living
figurines
Animated
particles of virtual infrastructure
Bridges
Our thoughts
travel through.
Words are
the precious currency of our thought
We see it
We believe
it
We do it.
Word is more
like an expensive jewel
You adore
her
The dignity
and value of her
Above ornate
stones
She is the
source of life
She is the
end of life.
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