How fun it is, to take a word
Transform it into things unheard
The past, a coffin, the future; door
Their meanings changed, through metaphor
Our language flexes, its members bend
Its versatility, no end
And as I sit here, pen in hand
Exploring language; all its land
I say to all, this eve I write
Announce I’m wed to words tonight
It shall be forged, the blacksmith spoke
This bond is iron, it can’t be broke
An unsolved riddle, decreed in text
With adoration, so complex
Absorbed in words, as words are I
A mutual love until I die
A thought, a dream, this life to me
Once was a far reality
Yet now this language says to me
Use metaphors, analogy
Simile and limericks, too
And all the things my words can do
Committed are they, to you at last
And as I gaze into my past
The image fades into a blur
For now I live for only her
My goals have changed, Death stained my glass
The teacher of life’s twisted class
Yes Death absorbed me; owned my mind
Through desperation, I fought to find
The teacher of my life today
Which casted Death, at last, away
And so, I say, this life; I pledge
To that which saved me from that ledge
Language, words, these tools of mine
Whose marriage shaped my life’s design
How the World Should Work 