Pen_Is_Mightier

The rewrite of progress... Harm Here is Harm There is Harm Everywhere

The Truth of it All is that aggression leads to strife 
In my own confession I'd rather not die by the knife.

We as humans have this need to supersede,
despite our insight and things
We only grow when we bleed.

Our staff and hands
Tooled to keep lions at bay.
All our brains are thoughts in vein 
when we set blaze to their grain,
Now with our swords we make blood stains!
Before there was peace to balance our games.

Yet we make wars in malice,
forgetting Mother Earth feeds us from the same Chalice  ..

Something lost Something gained,

Conceding to stay the same.

I cut my hand on the handle as I manicure with the lathe
Spit and Curse at the ground and then walk in Dismay
Find our belongings in Disarray,
We throw Rocks to knock them off
but meet Death by the blade.

So we hammer out sheets just to protect what we've made,
As if the Mothers hand we're not enough surviving Her change.

Meanwhile,
I'm from the land of the Star
my stork reigns down from Dallas
my travels are far and wide
with our tools I fly through sky
but at every checkpoint
there is a gun point
to weed out the lie

As I challenge that my Utensil is to help not to hurt
they won't believe me cause the penpoint will cause mental alpha jerk.

So what’s my lesson to be learned?
How does my Rhema become Word!?

I flock my words like a Sheppard guard it from the absurd,
leave my lessons and my sessions Underground to mature.

Poetry is what I breed and when I die all may see.
Some take shelter beneath branches
that drop insight and wisdom seed.
Cus when they cut me down
with their flying daggers
my penpoint be the bullet
that shoots true through dried reed
I spread ink seeds like soul feed
emotion and the notions that say
only take that what you need
if you have a life then keep it
and jus leave minds be.

Author's Note

this is my edit of Live by the Sword Die by the Bullet.

Reviews

[Brittany]

A couple lines I just loved...I spread ink seeds like soul feed...Yet we make wars in malice, forgetting Mother Earth feeds us from the same Challis
Great message and word choice and phrasing. I enjoyed it.


Challis - Chalice
You might want to add an underscore between each word in the title

[Sethnicity]

BTW... Thank You for the spelling critique and Title suggestion. Both were used!
And more importantly Thank You for giving me your attention! It is the most Precious and Important thing you can give someone.
I still like the "Pen'is Mightier", although slightly oversexed, Title, because it alludes to the Alpha male, phallic fallacy that still permeates social narcotics and is under-toned in the poem, also Being that its a "Man's World" without a "lesser" opposite sexed adult or child. (No undue disrespect to the Godfather...) Brings to fore-front the misconceptions that encompass the "Human Condition" or as better put by Jewel "Human Habit". I find that the biggest pay off as a writer and performer is to completely and quickly take passage into the readers thought and then use the mental momentum to maneuver the reader through neural-pathways that would have remained unaffected otherwise. Yet for the sake of not pandering the emotions and minds of readers a thought that could immediately deflate the message being conveyed I concede and will allow the name to remain unchanged even after my re-investigation and consideration.

[Cherrie Palmer]

The pen is mightier than the sword but always remember the heart of the man wheel them both :)
loved it twas grand

[Sethnicity]

Thank You Cherrie! I'm so glad you stopped in It's always a pleasure to read you around! :)

[Priscilla Sayers]

So many truths are expressed by your pen that is mighty as you flow. This is a thought provoking piece that gives the reader something tangible to roll around in the mind. You have planted the seed...

[Samantha ~virginpoet]

I must say the title caught my eye lol this is not what I expected ... its better. Your work seems to have philosophy's behind it and that's what I like most

[Poetic Beauty]

War what is it good for anyway? War Pigs Black Sabbath. It really brings about a good thought and question. We use tool once for protecting ourselves and for hunting food to slaughter each other for one reason or another.