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