MY WEAPON
Date: Friday, 24th November 2017 @ 10:38:09 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry
Contributed By: Redwest802
I chose a weapon to fight a war,
I chose it wisely with no remorse.
My weapon would fight and protect me too,
I will not lay down nor bid ado.
My weapon speaks,
It has the strength of swords.
Has power everlasting,
It’s fort many wars.
And as leaders come and leaders go,
My weapon strikes, blow by blow.
It lays down laws and make reason from none,
Its power has history for future times to come.
My weapon of choice is not a sword, Not a gun nor brings gore,
but held by most, in supreme awe!
For my weapon is simple, you will know it when,
I tell you my weapon, is my poem and my pen!
BY TERRY WEST
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