Word Woes Poem by John Sensele

Words, more words, empty shells
That spread turquoise noise
Cacophonous enough to gong bells
From which humankind draws no pressing poise.

Words, more words, mere rhetoric
High sounding but empty of substance
That titillates a neurotic
For whom words restore no mental balance.

Words, more words, mere form
Which bereft of reason nourish poverty
Ignorance, nonchalance but inform
No humankind segment of sapience certainty.

Words, more words, ordinary oration
Filled with verbosity
That from an audience draws a standing ovation
But sometimes pander to pomposity.