Poetry: My pen

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By: Akbar Reid

Staff Writer

My Pen

My pen is my passion

A rifle with my thoughts as its ammo

 

My pen is a carpenter of words

The pen is sharper than a sword

And much mightier of course

 

My pen doesn’t hurt or kill,

But works to build

Bridges between my mind and yours

 

I perform penmanship skills

with this ink filled, automatically dipped quill,

That enables me to speak freely with my lips sealed

 

My pen has my back, my front, right, left

Because it’ll be there for me til there’s nothing to write left

 

My pen will be with me for ages

My pen will write infinite pages

My pen is my ticket to greatness