If I could but speak a language.
I was brought up speaking that.
But why just English?
Why not two or three to challenge me?
Why not learn them as a child?
They would be in me ever filed.
I would speak foreign language like my own
I would use my tongues to speak marathons
and not be just the outsider.
But I only speak the one sole lang
I can write it, shout it, sing.
I listen to the others speak
in tongues too far my depth.
I wonder what they talk about.
I wonder what the world be like
if every Gustav, Jean and Mike
could understand the same.
It takes years to learn and relearn words.
I know that from word to word.
Hasta la vista. I know that phrase.
The other ones leave me in a maze
that jumble, tangle up my brain.
Just think about it.
I could go to countries, know their name
and speak the language with a snap.
But oh no, it's too late
and now it is my fate.
I wish I now had made attempt
to learn another as a child.
Oh well, at least I can speak English
than speak no words at all.