Hold the pen by the tip

It must not slip

Create in your form

Give life to your words

You were born of that

Let’s see the world through you. 

That your words are sharper than swords 

Kills faster than a lethal weapon 

It’s a creation of nature 

Made through you 
You were made to be different 

Imaginative in reasoning, explosive in writing 

Be proud of who you are 

We were made different 

We look like them but different from them 

I was given birth to with a weapon 

To change the fate of the world 

I was born with a pen. 


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