I have this weapon.
It can kill.
It can save.
A double-edged sword,
Unbreakable, unbendable.
I have this weapon.
It can give everything.
It can be nothing.
A double-edged sword,
So sharp, powerful.
This weapon in my hands,
I can be its master.
I can be its slave.
A double-edged sword,
Beautiful, Dangerous.
This weapon I use,
Fight for others- I win.
Wound myself- I lose.
Blades of Freedom in my hands,
It's always a draw.
powerful
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What a great write Jerraleen, Nice message.... thanks for sharing.... Do you post any of your poetry in any forums? I don't know if you would be interested in sharing... Here's a neat site.....Poetices.com Poetry Forum: http://excoboard.com/exco/index.php?boardid=1070
I am One of the Moderators for that forum....