A Poem Called Blancmange
Posted On 03/10/2019
Some words tell the truth, some words tell a lie
Some words describe shoes, some give good alibi
Some words strike a chord resurrecting ghosts
And some words are bored of living out on the coast.
Some words live forever, some disappear in time
Some words like orange are impossible to rhyme
Some words like me don’t want go to work
And some words have no manners and can be heard to fart and burp.
Some words never surface banished to the silent lake
Some words are so meaningful you do a double take
Some words get murderers off the dirty rotten hook
And some words are trapped forever in tree killing books.
Some words are free as birds scrawled in smoke across the sky
And some are held against their will signed on the dotted line
Words in poems have the silliest job to do
Try cramming yourself on a postage stamp torn in two.
Some words are a pretext to wrong foot people’s lives
Some words are so sweet they wouldn’t harm a fly
Some words offer peace in a world of endless war
Where boys with broken feet keep marching on and on
Words don’t like to be abused on a politician’s tongue
Pin them to a melody on a chart-topping song
But the bestest word in the whole wide world must surely be
benign: benign, benign, benign, benign, benign, benign, benign.
This poem was written for National Poetry Day 2019 on the theme of Truth.
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