Lamentation of words lost

What a sad thing to think

that what one teaches in their native tongue

is given with the force and expectation

of being known

when none had heard their words before.

How odd it might seem to the listener

that these words hold such vast meaning

to the speaker of folly.

What meaning can they glean when it is not

with deliberate thought

delivered and fore taught.

The native man in his own land,

not lost in his own mind,

will never find that he is lost.

He will deliver his thoughts on Dickenson,

or her ideas on Hemmingway

and never pay mind to whether or not

their students had ever heard the words before.

Published by ethangilesjohnson

I am a person who is slowly beginning to understand the power words have in altering the very nature of the world people exist in. I did not have skilled speech when I was growing up but I did have the ability to write and talk with my written voice. I have learned and elevated my spoken voice over time but am ever improving as I learn new ways to produce the effects upon people I desire. It is not about controlling other people that I learn but about walking the path I want to in this interconnected world.

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