What’s In a Name

Sweet Will

Any language worth its salt
has at least one alpha voice
one great troubadour
born to elevate the very essence
of lives lived not in vain
of dreams held not in check

But if you are bound like me
to claim the English tongue
then with me you might agree
Sweet Will is the chosen one

Who among us has not filched a phrase
committed verse to heart
thrust home a dagger of perception
to quell capricious argument

And then convenes he so with love
as gentle soil accepts the rain
the passions of the heart
the longings of the soul
all that is truly lost or truly gained
become through him an open book

So if you are bound like me
to claim the English tongue
then with me you might agree
Sweet Will is the chosen one