Ode to Grammar
Giving structure,
the framework
of
communication,
you create
bridges
between
ignorance
and
intelligence
demanding no toll
beyond
simple common
sense
(though
that still
evades
the vast majority
of the human
population).
How did you
arise?
What poor language
did you
shank
in a back
alley
and pickpocket
for
loose change?
More intricate
than
a woman’s
emotions,
bane of
high school fools
and internet
trolls
alike.
Like any
reality,
you’re
ever changing--
constantly evolving,
Darwinian
theories in action.
Complexity
to no
end,
comprised
of
fragments,
yet an
identity
uniquely
indestructible,
forged
within a
dragon’s
breath.