Words are just concepts to help us connect

To ourselves and each other 

To explain, explore and expand

Yet we turn them into something they’re not born to be 

Something set, and decisive 

The intangible now defined and therefore fully understood

Named and tamed.

No longer curious to explore and discover 

Ignoring now how that thing behind that word changes and grows 

Or withers

Because it’s no longer free

Captured

The fires of possibility and potential dampened by dogmatic definition

Slowly dying 

Our world becoming darker with each presumption

And fight for righteousness 

Yet hope sparks 

With each curious thought 

Each question

Every open mind