The Pen Is Greater Than the Sword

He stares at me with a mighty glance, No expression on my face just pen in hand, He slowly begins to grab his sword, I hold my pen firmly as he walk forward, He ask me how can I be so foolish, I’m thinking the same thing but I have to do this, He draw his sword with a smirk on his face, I hold my pen high and a deep breath I take, He leaps my way swings and miss, I circle around him with pen firm in fist, He swings again but I’m to late, His blade taste my blood leaving a cut on my face, He laugh and yell out prepare to die, But I have strength in my heart and fight in my eye, So we charge each other full speed head on, Hitting each other BOOM is the sound dead on, So I guess you want to know who win?………….LETS JUST SAY I WROTE THIS WITH MY PEN