We sit with pen bayonet in hand
as warriors of written word.
Beings that are drenched in verse
that rains on battlefield of page.
We speak so eyes of other side awaken
to know it’s time for change.
We echo from hearts that bleed
to anoint with our wisdom.
YES, we are the warriors that move
inside grace to hug an eye
and shift all
to create new beginnings.
Mar 27, 2019
Mar 27, 2019 at 10:09 AM UTC
We sit with pen bayonet in hand
as warriors of written word.
Beings that are drenched in verse
that rains on battlefield of page.
We speak so eyes of other side awaken
to know it’s time for change.
We echo from hearts that bleed
to anoint with our wisdom.
YES, we are the warriors that move
inside grace to hug an eye
and shift all
to create new beginnings.
inspired by Crazy Diamond Kristy and Hirondelle Many thanks
for you both are gems that sparkle on a HP field
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