Language is a game
To arrange and rearrange
A deconstruct
When we wish
And a bridge builder
If we choose
The language is a game
Of “in just” and unjust
And the biases we hide
Still we play
In hopes of a far off
Win
The language is a game
Without a victor
Unless we step from the arena
And allow the lions
To go free
Far from the labels we assigned
The language is a game
But the stakes are too high
Robbing each other
Of names
And replacing them
With bitter words
The only way to win
Is not to play
To let the words
Sing clear and straight
Lifting the curse from our throats
Finally, benediction ~ Caroline A. Slee