Pen Is Mightier Than the Sword
I lived a life throughout this land, and with time, wisdom have I earned
I'll try my best and that is my pledge, to share with you what I have learned
With growing strength and new found wisdom, sensing I became brighter
Out of no where then came a burning desire, to be this type of fighter
Neither muscle nor aggression could this be an obsession, that I would ever aspire
rather with pen and paper and the truth to shape her, only this could I ever admire
Discovering this power close at hand, hoping that it would finally afford
An opportunity for me to persist, because the pen is mightier than the sword
You, my adversary, might steal my money or cause me some shame
but know for sure, the words of my heart you would succeed only to inflame
I'll muster the will with all my strength, to oppose you when you conspire
In the end it shall be known, and the truth all will acquire
I've had this dream since I was little, to find a way to bind
making my words and thoughts come alive, and of a singular kind
Just plant this one thought in your mind, and never ever let it go
only with paper and pen and writing again, can you ever expect to grow
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