Words flowing from my mouth like liquid mercury Coiling, and slithering through the air Coalescing into the minds of others As notions of charisma
Speech becomes a means to an end A tool, to be used for gain To control; to chain the individual with emotive language To subvert with honeyed syllables
No longer is the master wordsmith an artist But a con-man
I like words, they have so many different combinations and variants But I guess sometimes this isnt always a good thing as, ironically enough, words can conceal meaning