Power of a Pen.

A weapon that stages wars that nations cannot fight,
A valuable coupon that keeps those of it in light,
Its a counselor of extremities of feelings, emotions and love,
It's intimate to inner person of humanity and a mate to sanity,
As it's firmly held between thighs of toes,
Babbling and whispering alphabets and vowels to its brother paper,
Heaves dropping the sounds of soul and mind,
It bleeds profusely of the inner felt pinch or conviction of the heart,
Letting the soul link and converse with the whole globe,
It tames the atmosphere with likeable twists,
Emanating with the extremities of humanity and letting them known,
Here knots that ties kernel of the conscience and the mind are let loose,
As wishes and thoughts trickle down through the ink,
Captivity is denounced free and flaws of mind gains freedom.