Energized: Pining for Action

Those who think
They know
Know only
Thinking

And when the words come
They only sing
Like birds
But what do they mean?

My daily work
Is all about words,
Whereas,
I think I’d rather be

Working
In a garden,
Raking leaves
And preparing for winter;

How funny language is
And yet
We are so
Full of it!

Yap, yap, yap;
That’s what we do
But what’s the point?
(Not that there needs to be one)

We produce lots of hot air,
Perhaps that’s
The true source
Of The Greenhouse Effect!

All these human beings
Yapping all day,
Often without thinking
But either way it’s unavoidable
It’s just the way our lives are arranged.