Wordsmith
WORD-SMITH
As we forge all-over
Burning words like silver
Pouring inks like lava
Blasting papers like rods
Gripping pen like swords
Battling wrought like gods
Considering the rallies
Even in the Abyss
Amidst the bees
Till our mallets make hit
Till the anvils shape it
Till purpose feel the heat
To all the writers sweating...
Don't stop writing...
Wordsmiths keep forging...
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