Our Blade

One of the freely 
bestowed
ingredients, 
Existing thickly 
within 
the solid formation,
Brought out, after a 
boring exercise,
And seperated from 
its 
siblings.
It is stretched long 
in 
distances,
Prior to measured 
reduced divisions;
Then comes the 
adjustments to 
classes
Of designs; sharp 
opposite blunt.


Used in both internal 
and external 
Arenas - performing 
required tasks.
It floats with calm in 
light and dark grips -
Willingly adhering to 
any 
outlined order.
It's quite famous for 
ending flesh;
Whether it be that of 
the articulate
Or the asinine; 
spelling 
out, in loud
Terms, its 
availability 
as the royal slave.


It's been branded 
more of a woman's 
tool - 
Though used more 
effectively by a man, 
In settling scores on 
the battle field,
Or spinning final 
silence 
in a dark alley.
Its resourcefulness 
goes on all points,
In diving up, 
heading 
down, and swaying 
sides;
Playing out its grand 
role of putting 
asunder,
And finding slits or 
gaps 
in movements of red.

Ikenna C. Igwe

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