WINNING VOICES
When words come too easily, beware
Unconscious thoughts may lurk there
As a tortured and angry captive bear
Pacing to and fro, so eager to be free
To breathe and reclaim their identity
The time will come, revenge is sweet
They may not be noticed at first sight
Yet something will feel not quite right
Before exploding with a dazzling light
Yet offering a very different meaning
Whilst other words are still preening
Rhyme and metre have had their day
Perhaps not considered to be wrong
Yet stand out as they sing their song
Distinctive like the beating of a gong
To gain reader attention, they’ll win
Despite every effort to reign them in
They are a language’s secret weapon