ba-bel

ba·bel

‘bāb(ə)l,’bab(ə)l/

Noun

.voices of number a by made typically ,noise confused  A   .1
Written by Tomás Tedesco

Time of Outside

Nothing was There

One But

Tying Tongue

.Humanity of all Together

 

,People like felt Bricks

,Uniform rose Clay

Blended Hands

Tallest the For

.Fame of Project

 

.Union (Their) Shattered And Came G-d

Tongue

Turned

Into

Lip, language, mouth, throat, ink, lenguas…

Fall

 

Once humans found they could speak in all sorts of ways

they scattered,

Like creases of blocks

Ripping,

But finally free.

.Differently Think

.Nothing Assume

Rules Human no are There

.Universal are That

Isn’t it beautiful?

You, me, we are all dirt, resting in alternative invisible frameworks, communicating communities with no walls and no sky.

The trees of languages can finally spread its roots and grow.

And seeds are flowing from the birds above.

And no branch will ever be the same as the one below.

 

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