Freddie Robinson Jr. Poet Dramatic Monologue

Struck By My Pen

The sword in my hand
is a pen
Sharp is the dried ink
I electronically send
Like all the mighty men of old,
I’m not afraid to speak the truth
Children of Judah walk like lions,
we stride bold
Idol loving liars beware,
I love hunting your beastly sins
I love catching you in the dark,
then smiting you with my pen
The sword in my hand
is a Goliath-killing pen ... 
it’s fire forged
Slinging a smooth, small stone of truth,
I took the big sword 
out of my enemy’s hand
Now it’s a giant sword I’m wielding
So I ask, as I approach: are you foe or friend?
Wrong answer will get you cut down,
struck dead by my pen
Truth is a double-edged sword,
its words are sharp
Blessed is he who has the words of God
issuing from their mouth
Faithful is he who holds that sword
resting on the hot coals
Devoted is he who unsheathes this pen,
ready to join the battle
of Good versus evil

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Ronald A. Williams August 28, 2017 at 8:27 PM Amen, Freddie, there is power in the written word. I totally agree with all the previous comments. Blessings

Susan Ashley August 20, 2017 at 9:07 PM Hi Freddie, for me, a powerful poem about personal empowerment and fighting for what is right. Brilliantly expressed and enjoyed.

Keith O.J. Hunt August 18, 2017 at 10:17 AM I have and will always fight evil brother, with each stroke of my pen,:-) amen

Heidi Sands August 18, 2017 at 8:48 AM Awesome poem Freddie. I can totally identify with this. It is a definite favorite ! :)

Anne-Lise Andresen August 18, 2017 at 8:12 AM - Excellent written, Freddie ! - Words are sharp and a lion is strong :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)