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I find almost nothing in words.

Whether written, sung, preached or heard,
Because words, they're just symbols;
Utterances and etchings that stand for something more,
Something we ignore,
Something we just don't comprehend anymore.

So someone else, please, take the floor,
Before somebody realizes I'm a hypocrite
Before somebody realizes these words are just words
and that they're all just a call to action,
Either that or a cause to distraction
but it's up to somebody to cause a reaction
To blow up these words into fractions
To stand up and make a difference on this earth
To examine this poem for what it's worth
To turn verbal intentions real,
To express what we feel,
To question what words hurdled to our ears tell us day by day
To maybe understand why people say what they say,
Then maybe someday, it won't be in words that we pray,
But in love.

Description
I find almost nothing in words.

Whether written, sung, preached or heard,
Because words, they're just symbols;
Utterances and etchings that stand for something more,
Something we ignore,
Something we just don't comprehend anymore.

So someone else, please, take the floor,
Before somebody realizes I'm a hypocrite
Before somebody realizes these words are just words
and that they're all just a call to action,
Either that or a cause to distraction
but it's up to somebody to cause a reaction
To blow up these words into fractions
To stand up and make a difference on this earth
To examine this poem for what it's worth
To turn verbal intentions real,
To express what we feel,
To question what words hurdled to our ears tell us day by day
To maybe understand why people say what they say,
Then maybe someday, it won't be in words that we pray,
But in love.