Words cascaded freely from her mouth

Dribbled loosely way down south

Little semblance of any real truth

 

Nobody bothered to check for proof

Shooting off pain and blame was Ruth

Words cascaded liberally from her mouth

 

She spoke with such authority, stood aloof

But her verbal grenades, holy struth

Stirred up pain for those down south

 

Allegations battered like rain on a tin roof

She emitted seismic danger, what a goof

With no real semblance of any real truth …

 

dVerse, Amaya’s prompt is to incorporate the word “cascade”