We all are uniquely gifted with talents,mine manifests in words I can craft words to slit a throat like a sword Well-thought out,my words can make milk go sour I can craft words to startle a bear our of hibernation My words can dance in the air My words can levitate I do not need to imitate For,this am blessed with, it's in my stitching It came with no teaching My words shall surely place me at table with Kings and queens Princes and princesses Royalty,Nobel and the clergy My words can shift moods like a switch Nun to a ***** Sombre to sad,sad to hyper My words can bite like a viper By the power of the toungue,I can repair and restore burnt bridges And from then on, they'll last for ages Still,by the power of the toungue,no need for keys, I can free caged birds from their cages For sworn enemies,I can turn pages And from then on, they'll shake hands and share hugs for ages