Talking

Everybody is talking,

About me,

About you,

About her,

About him.

Many, many words I cannot comprehend.

Words pointing at others,

What is the problem?

Is there a such as friend?

When talk, talk, talk about each other.

When speak the wrong language.

There one language that means anything.

Why can’t we speak that to each other?

We use our mouths to shine your tiny egos.

There is no ground gained,

Only loss…

Please speak love…

I tired of loss.