I watch them write
I see in their eyes fight
sweet is the power of the pen
Look at them go
not one is taking it slow
Christ, oh the power of the pen
They write as fast and concise
they are hell bent in poverty
but rich, with the power of the pen
They fell from that tree
just like you and me
and boy do they write
that is the power of the pen
Trained to make them fast and short
in fantastic dreams and thoughts
laced in fantasy is the power of the pen
And when their lives are over
pushing up daffodils and clover
they will be remembered,from then
by the power of the pen
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris