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My words splatter

On paper

Like rain on an empty field

Going everywhere

Nowhere in particular



What do these words mean?

Like rain on an empty field

Quenching thirst of the dried

But what purpose do these words serve?

Apart from offending

The innocent, the blind

How it all binds

Finds a new meaning



The words reveal

How we fell behind

How we once felt

Thought and met

How we went to war

And reinvented the wheel

Why we peeled

From our daily lives



The words reveal

How we got it horribly wrong

Totally out of song

How we failed to see what was there

And not there



The world is different

But the words,

They are the same