The Complexities of Language

I stand before you, a complex being

A product of my thoughts, my experiences, and my dreaming

With each passing day, I am reborn anew

As I navigate this world, both strange and true

For the language I speak, is but a mere construct

A system of sounds, that we have all ducked

But the words we use, hold infinite power

To shape our thoughts, and our very being flower

The complexity of our language, is a reflection

Of the depth of our thoughts, and our mental collection

For with each word we utter, we convey

A thousand emotions, in a nuanced way

We are more than the sum of our parts

We are complex beings, with intricate hearts

And though our language may confound and perplex

It is through it, that we express our inner complex

So let us embrace the complexity of being

And revel in the beauty, that comes with seeing

The world through a lens, of infinite thought

For it is through complexity, that our minds are wrought

And though we may stumble, and sometimes fall

It is through complexity, that we stand tall

For we are complex beings, with infinite worth

And with our complex language, we shall conquer the earth