It seems words are in short supply
and fewer are available every day.
Despite ones I hear on daily news.
Those are recycled in clever ways.
First, they’re recited front to back.
Then, they’re repeated in reverse.
At times, they sling them sideways
like a star pitcher’s wicked curve.
Lip sync speech; see our reaction.
They flow like crashing cataracts,
hyperbolic adjectival alliteration.
And they all pretend to regale us
by a million stories told but once.
Feed us one story a million ways.
If they spoke less we’d hear more
take a little break, play outdoors.
Ultimately, but one never-ending
story; we are players that live in it.
Different parts at different times.
When we think it ends, it begins.
Perhaps, I play you, you play me
Am I wrong, what is your reply?
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Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength, Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment
Contemplation ~ Philip Brent Harris
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