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Pen Power
By Spidey Williams
Question: How Much Power Can A Pen Have Realistically?
Your freedom walks when my pen talks!
Angels no longer sings when I erase dreams,
With the stroke of a pen my friend.
Your thoughts cease from thinking when my pen starts blinking!
Hesitating before he writes my thoughts on paper and tabloids.
While cameras are waiting to catch your expressions with Polaroid.
I suggest you play ignorant if not dumb
Because I can alter your fate with a stroke of a thumb
One x too many or one not enough
There’s no need for a Crime fighting dog named Mcgruff
With my stroke of a pen even grown thugs aren’t that tough
This is real life not poker so go ahead and play my bluff
But I can guarantee all of your appeals will never be enough
It all good it’s all nice even when I’m wrong my pen right
Every word I utter and forget my pen writes 
Every battle I loose my pen fights
When you are sleep my pen is scheming late at night
Trying to figure out in the end .How to be that pen
You know the one who writes down every word
Including the ones we can’t believe we just heard
The ones that say you are innocent yet guilty of all of the crimes
Because you came in here thinking with just your mind
Not realizing you were never among friends 
Nor did you posses the power of the pen
You were not being tried by your peers and ken
But you were being tried by our fears and trends
See, I don’t know who told you the wrong information
But no matter how much you preach this is our form of reformation
There will be no new world creation
This is our Independence of Declaration
And it never will matter to us what is your Proclamation
Because little did you know we look forward to you people Annihilation
You must have forgot about your days on the plantation 
Or must have thought we forgot you all damnation
But what you fail to realize no matter what we will never forget
Just like we always know, you all will never fail to remember
Those ice cold days you house slaves were outside working in the cold winter
Or how we convince you to believing Jesus Christ was born in end of December
See, what you fail to realize everything you believe is what you see with your eyes
Got to give us credit though we know who to disguise 
The truth that is, and make you all believe your own mottos “get it how you live”
But don’t mind me continuing doing you in the end
Just don’t act like I didn’t tell you about the power of my pen!
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