WORDS, Poetry by Lawrence Klein

WILDsound Writing and Film Festival Review

Genre: Rhyme, Text

WORDS
by Lawrence Klein

Are words our masters, or are they our slave?
A hopeless conundrum, but let me save
You from this riddle. For it is only speech,
Internal and externalized which requires the reach
For definitions of ideas, conceptions, and thought
Which are inherent to mankind, and need not be taught.
But words are not plastic, but rigid and fixed,
And it matters not how they are mixed,
they still must mean what the dictionary said,
and they structure the ideas that go on in your head.
So, until you slip their slippery noose
And really let your mind go loose,
to wander through emotion, sensation and space,
you’ll never understand, the meaning of grace.

Copyright Lawrence Klein 1972

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