Prey to the words

The beats of heart and roaring crowd
Is all that, he could feel...
"So what's up now...
Can't stand out...how??"
Fears of heart concealed

Preening at all, with a deep gaze on...
He started with his speech
A deep breath on,
He spoke with josh
For all people to reach...

The voice was heard
Of Shakespeare's worth
His script unraveled on the stage
At the mid he found the enraptured crowd...
Stuck in wordly woven maze

A boy so young, with glib for tongue...
Came on stage to play
So that's all how...
He owned the crowd
His words predator, their ears turned prey...