The Response
On the page is the battleground
Pen equals sword and the cuts
Spill ink and the words lay opponents down
She choked on the image he invoked
When he said that his head so feels
Like a cage full of cynic’s quotes
Brave be the being that would soak
Up dictated prose rather than listen to the notes
That its spirit wrote
Age twenty four named Ra
Sun of many hosts
A believer in the magic that created what so many know
That’s knowledge and I’m ready for the stones
Bet you that I’ll snatch em out their paths
With so many flows
And
Let
Them
Fall
To
The
Earth
Challenge accepted
I’ll breathe out my gift through this curse
A poet
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