I AM A SOLDIER

[Mr Literatus]

MR LITERATUS (C).

I AM A SOLDIER.

Audaciously,
My Pen question any ill.
ill manners from any man.

Be it robber with gun,
Be it butcher with knife.

Be it harlot with lust,
Be it looter with bribe,
Be it men in black,
Be it op mesa.

Be it faith of great fear,
Be it leader I don't care,
Be it the giver of my bread,
Be it what can take my breath.

Be it the three weird sisters,
Be it Goliath of today,
Be it in the den of lions,
Be it in the Shadow of death.

Be it in fuming fear,
Be it where danger fare,
Be it darkness of no light,
Be it light in disguise.

Be it the saint of the sanctuary,
Be it the teacher of scripture.

Be it the giver of my colostrum,
Be it the masquerade of my home,
Be it the deity of my market.

Be it who it may be,
My pen is loaded,
Words of no end,
Lengthy rope of tropes,
Embroidered epigram of wisdom,
Metaphor that cure mental,
Snakes of simile,
That bite any vice viciously,
More and more like that,
My Pristine pen is such a gun
that shoot words,
Against any arrant nonsense.

#GREATMIND.

[Surveygirl05]

This poem is very creative.The author names negative things and shares that it casts out the negative things and sources with positivity from his “weapon”.

[Fazzier]

This poem is very educative. I like the fact that the author's pen questions any evil. Thanks for sharing!

[nooregano]

I love the use of repetition! I'd like a bit more context for this poem, though, if you wouldn't mind! Thanks for sharing!