A TALE OF A PEN WARRIOR

This is a tale of a pen warrior in the west Mighty as Zeus but not a kin or next And till death die he will always amuse But his love for Mousai left many bemused For musing uppon hie he did for thousand days and nights Crying away crafts to see Mousai smile And for the freò he felt like fighting on the field forever So he searched for his muse waking the dead in archives. As his muse would lead His pen fought countless battles and war Not by its might or power at all Seems Mousai drank an elixir Thus made the warlord an immortal And peace he found in writing free like Pegasus. By Saliu Ahmad Toyin #Thepenwarlord FB: Saliu Ahmad Toyin