I Am a Souldier

I am a souldier. armed with an atomic mind, slashing through your heart and mind. weapon of choice, the sharp of a pen. so you can not only feel the fight for air, but yearn for it. I will climb, walk, struggle to the ends of this desolate grave for you. through barriers of blue striped and squared white. we will succeed, come home proud. we will fight those whom most would fear. I am a weapon of mass destruction. I will destroy. I will demolish. I will fight. until the last word has flown from the sky, I will fight. many are brave enough to follow. few are strong enough to lead. I am an army of many. backed by descendents whose pens changed our world of thought. we will rise again and take over this so called “free” world with unconditional love. guerilla warfare. proceed with extreme caution. then pounce on the laws that strike us down and crush them. free. a word exploited to our ears. but rarely spoken true. we will be one day. when our fruits have crumbled and sky has lost its luster. we will be. and I shall smile down upon you. hoping for a loving gesture in return. we are souldiers. fighting the real war so that we, our thoughts, our emotions, our words may once again be free. Rise! Never surrender. always remember love and you will never fall in shame or despair. you will always be remembered in my pen. Free.