(an allegory)
©DEV VIRAHSAWMY AND ICJM
Once upon a time there was
In sweet Heavenly Babel
King-Tongue, almighty king-god;
You could see him everywhere,
Not only in evil mouth.
See him there in high office
Demonstrating lusty life;
In cabinet, parliament
And corridors of power,
Poking terrific tongue-tip
Into the great holes of fame
Licking, sucking and slapping;
Whipping, walloping, pumping …
Worse O worse, he was noisy!
A real pain in … eardrums.
Little girl from Kafurnom
Brought down the old, built the new.
Hear grammarless polyglot,
Clicking, mincing and mumbling;
Sinking instead of thinking;
Sitting instead of shitting;
Pissing instead of piecing;
Thank that sank and thick that’s sick!
Little girl from Kafurnom
Brought down the old, built the new.
Hear god-Tongue being worshipped
In bold inchoate blabber
Dipped in solid stammer.
Hear double-tongued apostles
(Apostates, turncoats as well)
Of Lord and Master mouthing
Some ill-digested clichés
Robbed of rules and savoir-faire.
Little girl from Kafurnom
Brought down the old, built the new.
