Statesmen vs Action People

The following was inspired by the concept of feelings that are so strong they are scary. There is a running grammatical metaphor too. I have worked in language teaching for several years and am of course interested in language. My poetic linguistic interest, as it were, is conceptual, so that a grammatical concept such as state and action, i.e. state and action verbs, stimulates me. The terms Subject and Object do too; they, like state and action, are layered with meaning. The rhythm is influenced by Gil Scott Heron's The Revolution Will Not Be Televised, specifically the way he echoes; will not be televised, will not be televised - do not take an object, do not take an object.

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INTRANSITIVE FEELINGS

Intransitive feelings
do not take an object,
direct or indirect; usually.

State, action, they are.
Sleeping dogs, they cannot
they will not, do not lie.

Awakened rudely, their
will, instinct, raison d'etre
is self-involved, The Subject.

Though unseen, unheard,
as neglected children,
they are a flight risk.

Defying life's syntax,
society's plot, theirs is
a different course, coursing.

Hung on a timeline of
verb-rich depths, framed
shaded, contradicting.

Assured of divine right,
as arrogant as the day born,
self-appointed, holding court.

Their silence is raging,
Regal, high high above,
whether present or absent.

Whether complementing
or absenting selves
their potency outnumbers.

Their seeming swells
no pronoun is needed
active or not, voiced always.

Past, present, tense,
defusing, re-wiring, foot
-noting, copulating, paring.

Minimising, over-arching,
striking fear and stark starched
clusters, filibusters.

Do not take an object
Not to be taken lightly
or sprinkled or dusted over.

Not to be underestimated nor
held up by amenders, laying,
in wait or in vain.

Molesters, abusers don't
make a difference, don't make
us laugh, don't move us.

We shall not be moved,
flapped, shall not fly,
Risk will tempt us though.

Til dying day, last
full breath, despite It All,
the petulant pronoun.