mightier

the bane … of complacency the enemy of apathetic ids an all-consuming blade of inspiration you, mighty weapon have slain the fiercest dragons of detachment and disregard that humanity has brought against you and I, a knight of notation, wield you with an authority graced to me by a vivid imagination and a child’s whimsical heart … oh, I do not take your might for granted nor underestimate your license … I remove you from your scabbard in deepest consideration - your hilt, I grasp with awe your edge, I apply in deference and fear for the wounds I affect are deep and lasting … you are the Excalibur of inspiration pulled from a stone of indifference by the grandest of acumens and spirits long, long ages ago … I take up your glyphic garland with pride and honor and an undying respect for the numberless warriors who came before me and whose names are a prayer upon these pious lips … a prayer for you … my pen. Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden, January 4, 2024