In a world where there is an endless supply of words and cleverness
In a world where there is insincerity and plastic in abundance
We grow a deep desire for silence
We develop an aversion to pseudo depth
Silliness and stupidity becomes unlikely guardians
Against good words devoid of context and
against sound advice bereft of story.
Teasing disdain and
space fillers to prevent infuriating rhetoric
desperate cries longing for authenticity
lets get shallow to preserve the depth
lets go ordinary to protect the extra-ordinary
and lets be silly to avoid the tainting of the only good words we know.