Sword
Apr 6, 2023
The sun shines with all its might
Yet lets the moon rule the sky every night
I wonder why they never fight
Why so selfless about spreading light?
The day is home to birds, copters, & a kite
While the evening aids stars, galaxies, & a mysterious knight
He who wishes to make everything right
Poverty, hunger, greed, and pain from each site
To bring he is here endless delight
Would he be able to change the world overnight?
How, when, where — they demand insight
The method is bold and beautiful with minimal fright
His sword is a pen, and he will shed blood to write
