The Pen
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I dip the pen into the well of ink
And watch as words begin to glide
Over white parchment
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Joy enters my heart as the words
Tell of my adventures and feelings
That I long to share.
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There is a feeling of timelessness
As I put myself into the task
With all my heart and soul.
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Freedom to write I do not take
For granted as so many others
Are not given this pleasure
.
To express joy and sorrow
Disappointments and sadness
For how we feel about life
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To take a stand against injustice
Without fear of being chastised
For our beliefs and jailed.
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The pen is mightier than the sword
For it scratches out truth for all
To read and ponder upon
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To reach a multitude of people
So they will open their minds
And see what is the truth.
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Whoa to those that would take
This freedom away from us
So that they may have their evil ways
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The pen brings openness that
Some of us cannot convey with
Mere words spoken hurriedly
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So dip your pens into the well of life
And take what you feel in your heart
And share it with us that long
To hear your voice.
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