This pen could be a weapon
To hold warfare at bay,
Or attempted thrust at enemy
That I might surely slay.
This style of writ might flatter
Through subtle, bold haiku,
Or poetry and prose-
What e'er I chose to use.
Instead this pen's a heart valve
Connected to my soul,
Through which I bleed my character.
Surely this you know.
Please judge my writing kindly,
But not with frail sense
For I am still in process.
God's grace is my defence.
A touching piece. The simple style in which you wrote this makes it all the more evocative of your feelings. Great work!
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