What's Wrong With Words

The process must work naturally, Can't expect niceties when collared brought kicking and screaming to the printed page. Even the lowest parts of speech Deserve and expect respect Some words fit together, snuggle Seem quite comfortable with the arrangement. When contented become a happy brood, A Brady bunch expressing their satisfaction Reading smoothly, cleanly and rhythmically. Twins or maybe kissing cousins, Words that hold hands, play, share. Words that have a peculiar panache. Aligned alliterations properly placed, Artfully spoken by a Prince of Denmark. Poor boy, death marked, mother poisoned, Father murdered, done in by words. Verbalizations live, giving breath To dark secrets struggles of creation, Expressing triumphs and tragedies. For words are the crux and cry of life.