Our words often create a barrier
Weather mis-communication or dialect of the carrier
We are often mistaken in our strive to be understood
And our attempts to erase preconceived ideas often do us no good

But language has a Jackal side
One of divine intent and clarity
One we take a little pride
When we are understood quite sincerely

A bridge over mote is our words
We let others in with every noun and every verb

For how we think and how we speak, is a narrator to how we act
And unlike words on paper, words once spoken we can never fully take back  

Our language is a weapon but more discreet than not
Because the barbs of our words catch every idea and every thought

Verbal homicide leads to dismantle and disgrace
It’s the instigator of hate crimes, discrimination and slavery of a race

Language is a lover, the reconstruction of your ruins
Language is the difference between being animal and barley human

“Barley Human” -JP