God has blessed me with a weapon
It is a weapon of multi-purpose
Its name is called "W R I T I N G"
I use it as a cane to beat anxiety
It is a whip to punish humiliation
And a hand grenade to attack Boredom
It is a fence of fun to take a retreat
It is an art of joy to avoid redundancy
AHH I'm happy all the time of the day
And feel relaxed anytime of the night
It is a safe outlet to release stress
So long as I have enough ink in my pen
I never get tired, never feel lonely
I always cut with the right measurement
As writing is a source of pleasure for me
You are so right! Writing and the gift of writing is a release to express on paper where your mind and hand lead..... Nice piece!
Be safe,
Karen
Reviewed by Fergus Hancock (Reader)
Reviewed on July 23, 2007
Abdi-Noor, the tide of hate and fear will not overcome you. Your words, so wise, and with such compassion, cannot be defeated. Keep writing, for us, for yourself, for Somalia, to become the centre of peace before the world.
May you continue to be able to battle in this war against injustice and darkness for a long time. No sane and compassionate man enjoys waging war, but contributing to the annihilation of the source and cause of war is worth dying for. With a smile on the face. Thank you for creating and sharing. Take care,
I use it as a cane to beat anxiety...me too!
I LOVE IT! OUTSTANDING WRITE!
God bless you,
Patricia
Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)
Reviewed on July 23, 2007
You're lucky. I find writing difficult. But once I start... For fifteen days I could not write anything. This morning I was reading something incomprehensible. A flash and in five flat minutes a poem was written. But your exposition is great. Victor
And, dear Brother Abdi Noor, it is a pleasure to read your words! Very well done; keep on writing; use it wisely, maybe it can help bring down barriers and hatred! You have a powerful weapon in that pen of yours; never stop writing!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend/sister in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :D
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Be safe,
Karen
God guide you - Fergus
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I certainly know the feeling
good write
john+
I LOVE IT! OUTSTANDING WRITE!
God bless you,
Patricia
Thank you,
Dan
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend/sister in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :D
Love,
Eileen