Stage Fright and Solution
Do speakers sound articulate,
For ideas they’d freshly conceived
From the faintest flash just received?
Does pumped blood not circulate fast,
The steadied nerves later not last?
Rather a weak insulation
Of a feared circumlocution,
Left ajar a stammering door
Begging for Great Orator’s jaw!
Its not helped by physical might
What is a psychology’s fight
Great panic and its twin stage fright
Before an audience, mind in flight
Sure it had met The Superior
That deserved nothing inferior…
So back you go to drawing board!
Weapon: psychological sword!
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