Poems of the Week

Word Power Crisis

by Jerome Betts

Some say the grandson of a Midlands yeoman
Foresaw a then small language fully grown—
That line he gave to Cassius, a Roman,
In states unborn and accents yet unknown!

Perhaps—but now, when off across the ocean
A leading actor on the global stage
Reveals to all his rudimentary notion
Of speech, some warn it’s near the seventh age.