Passion

Words are getting frigid. They no longer respond as they
earlier would do. Not any more.
In hands young, they get charged and fiery
and emit raw energy, a passion surprising, in
tiny bodies.
Protest!
Yeah.
Words protest. They want to be renewed
by young eyes.
To be touched by a rebel heart.
Like the loveless homes, otherwise,
they will wander away kids-like -- to search for newer homes and meanings.