Whole Language
Your arms held sway over whole language,
And your body did bid listen.
Something about fate, you said,
With lips and lungs and tongue,
But all I heard was “dance!”
If we were pawns,
In some game of chance,
Trapped in the jaws
Of circumstance,
Then, would I have gone along with you,
To the tune of your music.
But we’re not pawns,
Clergymen, or royalty.
We can’t make the rules
or break them.
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