What's in a word?
A nuance? A feeling?
An agenda for change?
A deep-rooted meaning?
Words are weapons
So choose them well
Save the big ones for showdowns
That send someone to hell
It's a licence you're born with
So you must bear the consequence
Of changing a meaning
With the wrong choice of consonant
It's crucial to choose
The right refinement or tweak
So don't say 'next Tuesday'
If you mean 'Tuesday week'
Life may find 'balance'
But you prefer to 'equilibrate'
You may find a 'grey'
You'd rather call 'slate'.
You may find a girl
That you love but you hate
Or believe that your future
Must in fact be called fate.
You may find your choices
Have made you hardbitten.
Or you may perform feelings
Like they'd been scriptwritten
And to be at your best
You choose not to advance
From what you've suppressed,
From your favorite trance.
These are cute little subtleties
On which to orate.
But they're kind of important
These shades of slate.
If you think that your talent
Is divine inspiration
Or used to love 'Enders
But now you're more Coronation
If you lived for your work
But your life was blunted
And been fired then claimed
That your head was hunted.
If you've been a blond strawberry
And not known you're a gin-ger.
You might think you're all that
And still be a min-ger.
Is a bet just a game
Or a risk that you hedge?
Is a perfect life balance
On a razor's edge?
The debt's just the same
To the principal lender
But it's how you choose your words
That displays your agenda
You might find what I found
And I don't want to go on
But I've just had a butchers
At Synonym.com
If you Google the source
The whole engine's in strife
There is no synonym
For what we choose to call 'life'
** For purposes of subvocalisation "gin-ger" is meant in the street sense with 2 'hard' 'g' s
