Enough Said
When will words, be, enough
When will they ever be, enough
To choke down the years
Without regurgitating
Recycling fears
Freed upon the pages
Then trapped between the sheets, the binding
Reading, rewinding
Like a yo-yo
Caught within an endless loop
Around the world
Then back to cradle
Ladle me
Some more alphabet soup
The good phrases I chew, then digest
Eliminating all the rest
My heart, they, will test
For some never dissolve
Break down
Or compost
Those words latch on
And we are their hosts
They travel through the bloodstream
Latch onto a helix, of DNA
Weaved within pigtails
Blurring our vision, still, today
The letters U and I were never used to spell hate
New words can be revived
It’s never too late
In your soup add many K’s, only for kindness
Bring compassion to a rolling boil
Dig to the core
Regenerate our soil
The anger injected deep
Within shaded withered roots
Once exposed to sunlight
Will no longer bare tormented fruits
~jummyjeenz D.T.
