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Before the Tower of Babel
Was reduced to rubble
Each thing had one label
But then there was trouble.

The languages split;
We couldn’t understand each other.
Your sister missed your gist
And you couldn’t figure a fig of what bothered your brother.

Well, at least that’s the mythical version
Of language dispersion
But the truth is that tongues undergo slow conversion
As slang becomes normalised
Dialectic quirks formalised
Our vocabulary is not stationary.
It drifts and shifts practically before our eyes.

Well, before our ears. For language spoken
Is not language written.
The writing’s a token
A means of committing
The speaking to paper
Or to cave walls with a scraper
And it came a lot later.
Spoken language made us, while we’re the written word’s creator.

The way I make sound waves is written in my genotype.
My lungs squeeze a steady breeze through my windpipe.
My vocal folds flutter like a flag on a ship
To make fluctuations over which I let my tongue trip.
Every facet of my vocal tract’s exquisitely formed
To ensure of my thoughts you’re informed.

Consonants collide
As sibilances slide
Giving meaning to my screaming
And clout to my shout
Giving weight to what I state
And a name to what I proclaim
Language is what unites us
It’s not what divides us
It lets out the thoughts that otherwise would stay locked up inside us.

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from Ensonglopedia of the Human, released July 18, 2021

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