WHOLE

Unease of a sprit wordsmith

With grasp beyond that of sight

Snatching letters from showers of deeper words

In air calligraphy of different languages

Falling at the speed of pulse

Under the watchful eye of nature

Dialects of unknown origin burst into flames

Phrases of unfiltered realities come to light

The spirit unscrambles to a fit of exhaustion

Innermost voices call out strongly

Settle down! Settle down! Settle down!

In words of one syllable

Just a lack of variety to be in attendance

In a world that caters to all

But with the force of life

And strength of character where he affirms

So-called weeds all over grabbed lands

Are drenched with barrels of ‘WIN’