This paper is my shield
And this pencil my mighty sword
Able to cut down my enemis with a single blow
And guard me from the hate they cast
This paper is my instrument
And this pen my symbol
Together they do something brilliant
But apart they are nothing more than objects
This paper is my penestal
And the words on it
Are my voice
I use them and find a way
To inspire everyone around me
It is amazing what a few words
On an otherwise blank sheet of paper can do
They can inspire nations
And move peoplevto be greater
Than they thought they could be
So if i use this paper
As my shield
And if i weild this pencil
As my sword
Than let me go into battle
Fully prepared for anything
Frederick J.B. Moore II
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poet-s-sword/
