To baby parents choose a name
Communities too pick the nouns
To what exist in real or in brain
Like concepts, phantasm or towns
Words and tongues born diverse
Due to segregated and far zones
Consonants have nuance at birth
Clause pieces are differently sown
After items' birth naming comes
So they should only tell the truth
Alas they're used for lie by some
To mislead people without Ruth
Old languages are complicated
Though bosses refuse to upgrade
Due to reasons they appreciate
So they fall in neglect then fade
If easy clause's able to express
Our goal why turn to long curve
Grasping at hard form is regress
More rules, hurdles do not serve.
Kassem Oude
On Monday September 12,2016
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