Collapsing cultures
bring wordy vultures:
Slipshod sentences keep churning
words wobbly, promptly crash land
leaving us puzzled and yearning
to connect and understand
Language perishes by drought
meaning lost, while we lose clout
Is ‘self awareness’ these days a cultural rareness?
Thinking ourselves mettlesome
while merely meddlesome?
Polite hopefully to some
to others nettlesome?
Would seem self-awareness
these days turned rareness
as must include fairness
& risk-filled bareness?
Perhaps we don’t have the druthers
to see ourselves like do others?