The Write to Fight
We write the wrongs of society
We sing the song of the bird with no voice
Praying the prayer of the preacher with no pullpit
We are the definition of your worst nightmare
Bound by sentence structure, we are drawn together
Elegant on one hand, abrasive with the other
Armed with the deadliest weapon known to man
The pen is a heat seaking missle on a straight line to the truth
We are the light at the end of a given passage
We are the mirror on society's wall of shame
We are poets, we are artist, we are writers!
Copyright © Jaquay Atkins | Year Posted 2017
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