Applied Words

Let me breathe these words from you to me,

Let me place them in your ear.

From your teaching sleeve these words will travel,

For each of them to hear.

The possibilities you could create,

With these words you could generate,

Faith.

And not hate.

You could show them how to tolerate,

How to palliate the past,  

And how to respectively delegate and operate,

Beside their brothers.

Yeah, they were better off primate,

But you, my love, can educate them on their plunders,

And their wonders,

Their rise.

For their numbers are high,

As high as their lies.

And it seems they will always reason, to justify the treason;

The wrong in their lives.

Maybe it’s their government.

Perhaps, they should all repent.

Present them their history. It’s no mystery:

Efforts are futile until they each scratch the itch to represent.

Until then, only anger will descent.

Their world will continue to ferment.

Identity? Try nonentity.

That’s the reality.

It’s sad they won’t stop the devastation; the molestation of their land.

Give them your presentation and your guiding hand.

Let these words be foundation; the sand of new beginnings

And a world better manned.