Word Games

When I was young And foolish, Thought peaceful words Could change, Most everything Teaching understanding, Knitting souls together Would better many things, But truth and understanding Will not in deaf ears, ring. Now that I am older I know, good words Don't mean a thing, We go round and round, Word waltzing, Complicating everything Not really changing Anything! As blind and deaf As Always, So once more, And running out of time, Let the useless games Of slippery words Begin, Won't change a thing!