Language

poem by: Ikenna Anyanwu
Written on Sep 19, 2017

it is the length and breath from which words are born
it catapults building from provocative thought to reality 
it is the sand that creates and travels through our generation
pillars of blood, sweat and tears for the inhabitants of a future earth 
Language is the message from past to future kings 
It lavishes our minds with description of all things fascinating 
You are in fear for the words that might just predict your demise 
Wrapped in tears are the words of a mother before death 
For as her child is delivered, words emerge replicating her spirit 
what is the master? Creation, mathematics or a constant glimpse into the future 
Our language holds key to past civilizations 
Further entice me she says 
Speak the start of our love with a glimpse and a whisper with your enchanting words
Language speaks as it is the true soul of life. 
Language considers you family even after love departs 
Remember the words you speak build or destroy a mending soul..

 

Tags: Inspirational, Encouraging, Hope, Deep,

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Robert Kohlhammer commented on Sep 21, 2017 at 8:59am
Language is a wonderful thing. The poem feels like a rousing speech in a book.

 

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