Eight-line Poems 2

Monolingualism

Monolingualism

To dream of life before the Tower of Babel
when understanding all each of us was able,
no need then for hours spent in language school,
in broad agreement we all shared, even the fool.

No coded conversations quiet in the pub,
no circumlocutions, we’d all know the nub,
no wars to fight, no differences to air and cite,
boredom rife and individuality beyond our might.


Line count: 8
Rhymed aabb
For Express It In Eight, 08.23.25
Prompt: Write an archaic poem.