Poet's Pen

I wield the almighty pen The poets mighty sword Drawing blood or drawing fancy Pen the sensible or the absurd I can launch a thousand ships Put birds afoot or on the fly On a sad man write a smile Or put a happy man to cry The moon turned on to brightness My pen being my switch Or turn it off to darkness If it's darkness that I wish Make two lovers angry Have them have a lovers spat Or holding hands and kissing Without worry or regret I can travel back in time Or travel all the land I can tear or build new worlds I can do it with my pen