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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=448265" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A War of Words</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is a war here; <br>a war among the Words<br>where Meaning itself<br>is often<br>wounded or murdered, <br> <br>taken from the Dictionary Battlefield<br>and buried in Arcane Cemetery, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">or kept alive<br>twisted to opposite intents<br>or degraded, <br>or marginalized<br>or worse<br>sanitized by the French.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is a War going on<br>at all times-<br>the War of the Words.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bad is bad one day<br>and Traitorized<br>becomes Good the next day; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">where Word Soldiers<br>don't know<br>who is who<br>what things mean<br>or who is on what side.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then the French-<br>always the French-<br>arrive<br>with cleansing sticks<br>to pummel Words<br>and Meaning<br>to Haut Regarde! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Quivering, especially the Nouns<br>comply<br>and line up all the Foreign Words<br>march them to the border<br>ejecting them.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Webster's International<br>empanels the Word Police<br>who decide <br>what Words are Real <br>and which ones will be released<br>or serve time<br>in Archaic Jail.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So many Baby Words<br>seeking to get born<br>are exposed to the elements<br>unless<br>they are vouched for by the <br>Select Ones<br>who can rescue them<br>by uttering: <br>'You child<br>once appeared<br>in the Mouth<br>of the Learned.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Brigades and Battalions<br>march each day<br>each time, <br>each year, <br>such that<br>Language itself<br>can become Confounded<br>and Previous Speakers<br>cannot understand Current Ones.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Parents vowel and separate<br>from their own children<br>whose Words<br>are foreign ones<br>Parents have never heard.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No mercy in this war: <br>non-speakers<br>not with the latest Word<br>are consigned<br>to Oblivion<br>where all their utterances<br>over time<br>make no sense; <br>uncomprehended<br>by those who have<br>donned<br>new<br>shiny<br>Word Suits<br>and carry batons.<br>.<br>Left behind<br>the Discarded Ones; <br>all marching<br>to Shakespeare's Grave<br>to complain; <br> <br>whose haunting<br>voice from below intones<br>'Nothing Can Be Done'<br>now leave me alone.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lonnie+Hicks">Lonnie Hicks</a><div class=q>
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a war among the Words
where Meaning itself
is often
wounded or murdered, 
 
taken from the Dictionary Battlefield
and buried in Arcane Cemetery, 

or kept alive
twisted to opposite intents
or degraded, 
or marginalized
or wor..."></div>
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