Words

Words are exciting news
They are finely-devised fictions
that lured me into believing in a kind of glory

Words, repeated by a cheap yet loud speaker
taught by teachers, recited by pupils,
tell me that so long as I obey-

I am part of the glory too
I will have a home, a family, 
a history and a culture

Words are fed into my mouth-
manipulated to look just
Words of the mighty power- 
overrule yours and mine

Words are rhetoric, lies, 
propaganda, 
doctrine of the cult

But also words-
are truth

They are-
narratives of the poor,
songs of the underprivileged,
testimony against the crimes

Words are uttered by the desperate-
to call for help, 
shouted by the angry-
to question power

To pass her daughter a few words of wisdom 
Mom left her simply-worded-
last words-
I feel sadness beyond words

The blatant statement of the woman-
was never wordy
her words of disobedience was erased, 
then rose again in German, Thai, Morse and Emoji words

Some words will make an eulogy-
soon enough to be forgotten
But others will remain 

Only an idiotic narcissist-
believes he can truly monopolize words
He murders words like-
a windshield wiper repeatedly wipes off raindrops

But he fails to know that rain-
comes from the ocean, 
the rivers, the streams,
the cracks of a desert, 
the breaths and tears of the people