On Words

Let me speak of words Those machines of evil! The cogs and pulleys of influence, drumbeats of the longest march called the human endeavor First heard as motherese, later teaching the ABC's They fill our ears with lies, and our heads with alibis They drape themselves in tinsel, bedecked with popular acclaim All the while concealing the poisoned talon O beware of words! Take care to use with deliberation, as they hatch from the mother egg