I Speak Poem by IkpoBari MeneSENEWO

I speak to seasons
Times and tides
I speak to mountains high
And valleys deep
I speak to forests
Fields and glades
I speak to rivers and oceans
Creeks and streams
I speak a language
They all will hear
Not strange from their birth
I speak to beings and elements
A walk at day
A walk at night
Transposed without
Furlongs of reason
I speak to hearts and minds
To faces clandestine
To hands inconsequential
To feet's sluggish menu
I speak the language
They all will hear
Not strange from their state
I speak to them
They speak to me
We with us turn-by-turn
I speak my mind nonetheless
Yes, I SPEAK!