Why can't the English learn to speak?
I’ll make this simple
In today’s society words sound as dumb as a bag of rocks,
No scratch that, a syndicate of rocks,
There does that sound better?
Because in reality no one uses syndicate
And that should indicate
Perhaps agitate
But not communicate
Here what I’m trying to contemplate
That our vocabulary we cremate
Decapitate, deflate, discombobulate, and donate
To a society that manipulates
Check-mate
Oh why can’t the English learn to speak,
Because in school we were taught to turn the other cheek
And move from one creek to one creek,
Being called a geek and a freak
Even though we’re all just unique
But the problem is…we can’t speak
For instance, who here uses words like drek or bumbledom, or ennui?
That should be no one, right?
Oh why can’t the English learn to speak?
“BACKroad, LEAFmold, STONEwall, CHIPmunk” my EMPHasis
“There is a train inside this Iris, you think I’m crazy and like to say boyish things, but there is a train inside this iris.”
“What happens to a dream differed?”
“Because I have a dream that my 4 little children will live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the contents of their character.”
“Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun?”
“Look upon my words ye mighty and despair, nothing besides remains, round the decay of the colossal wreck boundless and bare.”
“Hope is a thing with feathers.”
“Nevermore.”
“Death be not proud, though some call ye mighty and destructive for thou art not so.”
“Two roads diverged in a yellow wood and I-I took the one less traveled by and that has made all the difference.”
Oh why can’t the English learn to speak?
Does today’s educated class sound educated?
As educated as Frost, Hughes, or Poe?
What is the answer?
The answer is no.
We surely are not poets nor speakers in this day and age.
But here’s something to contemplate,
What if fate gave us grace
To learn our lines, our script, our place,
And look at the world face to face
And spew the words in the space
And without a trace
Speak.
I will stop now as I ought,
I hope you’ve heard the words that I’ve begot
Because all I’m offering is food for thought.