Language Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

you aren't an oasis of peace...
your impetuousness won't let you
rationally think look at yourself...

when not entirely you understand
what to you is being said
you are starting accusing other

they don't understand it
and then no longer the voice
of reason, is reaching to you


but after all these are straight lines
it will be sufficient
to devote more time for the language

then you will understand somebody
and somebody else of you.
the tongue is solving a problem a lot,

about which oneself
some even
isn't dreaming...