Bless My Pen

bless my pen 
me and my pen 
is like me and my shadow 

it fears not 
its ever ready to relate

its my gun 
its my bullet 

so even when you curse 
please bless my pen 


me and my pen 
is like 
the honey and the bee

so don't judge me 
nor point accusing fingers
to my personality cos truly
my pen don't care 
even if I care 

when ever it write 
it relate hope you don't 
mind 
when it pure it ink
to life 
it fly to nature 
while it bleed a hard truth
it never write if not for 
truth 

so don't judge me 
really if I care 
my pen don't care 

it can draw your heart 
paint your hatred with love 
destroy your envy 
with likeness 
change your evil soul 
to a good heart 
cos it is a divine entity
it is a gift to life 

so judge me not 
curse me not 
even when you mock me please
bless my pen
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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