The Pen's Requiem
I see your loyalty and compassion
I am your tool
Nay, I am an extension of you
You would no sooner part with me than a samurai his sword
You've walked through the valley of the shadow of depth
Pursuing knowledge on a road that seldom sees tourists
But you are different
You know pain
That intimacy with adversity has strengthened our bond
Being cast aside and left to live a life where your only companion is your shadow
In a room where even light is tainted by the patronizing cynicism of others
You rely on me to dissolve the shackles and evaporate the noose
With me you climb out of the sewers and arise in a world where everything makes sense
The fish are able to walk on land and the birds develop fins
Disease is a thing of the past and worries are extinct
And your only concern is to show the world the "reality" you envision
You are the musician with the instrument of imagination at your finger tips
And your once cracked lips from a tongue bitten far too many times
Has been freed to perform our next sonnet
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