my mother gave me a tongue with each song that she sung these mysteries in melodies that were beyond me until i heard my father's words completing the things repeating his deeds with my own hands did i understand these two what did they do. through their actions without abstractions they gave meanings to things around me and sounds i could bring out of me to bring some order to this reality but these two what did they do now i just know one way my mother’s tongue is stiff my father’s hands rigid my apple has fallen close to the tree from where it came and it won’t roll these two what did they do