Wednesday, February 2, 2011

THE BLADE OF MY PEN By Jasen Sousa

THE BLADE OF MY PEN


My captivating characters cut through your conscience,
slicing through skin that cloaks vicious vice.
Deliberately decapitating all of your nonsense,
perfectly cut incisions my pen makes sure are precise.

I hold the blade of my pen in the palm of my hand,
ready to strike with all my might, the wicked way I write.
I begin humming and summon my blade on command,
cutting through darkness, leaving you heartless, bleeding light.

The blade of my pen has murdered many monsters since exposed,
it conquers evil as rays from the sun shine on me in victory.
The blood from my blade drips, suspended in time it froze,
the blade of my pen and its devastating delivery puts you out of your misery.

Tucked tightly under my skin’s sleeve is my pen.
I lead a parade to the grave of people who are labeled, “What might have been.”
Stomping straight into the Devil’s den
with the blade of my pen, I serenade the souls of men.




Taken From
Almost Forever By Jasen Sousa (Written between age 22 and 23)
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