The tip of my pen against the surface of paper.
Release the dew where lies my love, hate, anger.
All in all holds one great power,
to feed the soul; relieve its hunger.

To all who sees,
To all who reads,
To all who hears,
To all who feels,

Do not be in fear.
Yield to this calling...

Pick up your penswords with might!
Brace up your papershields and fight!
Write I tell you now; Write!
Come join me - let's shed some light.