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I am dark black ad beautiful
I am smooth and fluid
My point can be as sharp as knifes in the spine of my enemies
Or as round as the globe
My body comes in all shapes and sizes
But we all want the same thing …. Grip
Hold me tightly and use me
With purpose
With conviction
In spite
Or in sorrow
In love
Or in happiness
I am one color or I am many
Regardless of my color, shape, or size
My purpose is the same
Press me hard against the white pages of your story
So that I may feel and see your hopes and your dreams
Press my face ever so softly so that may accent your work of art in the middle of class
Use me
Abuse me ever
But never let me go
Let me ask you crush “do you like me?”
Check yes or no
Allow me to the opportunity to speak in your place
Lord know what you’d say if you had your way
Give me a chance to make you dreams a reality
Not convinced of my power just yet?
Well, let me tell you
I have depicted the lives of the men of the cave
And written on the walls of freedom
I have documented the journey of the slaves
And given right to declare kingdom
I have opened the gates heaven
Through the almighty books
I have taken down the notes of Grammy Grams
So that you may taste past
I have jailed men for their crimes
And I have gave reason to kill
I can make you stand in applaud
Or leave you speechless and still
Grab you by the arm
And make my permanent mark on your chest
In remembrance of a love one
Or in random express…..
Shond away by the ppl who are afraid
And twisted by the ones who want to control
Put to song by the gifted
Or put to shame but the fed up
Do not ignore my power
For I have been….. longer then even I know
I do not belong
Yet my place is everywhere
I do not speak out loud
But the word I say can take you to another world
I am dark black and beautiful
I am smooth and fluid
I am one color or I am many
Regardless of my color, shape, or size
My purpose is the same
My point can be sharp as knifes in the spine of my enemies
Or as round as the globe
My body comes in all shapes and sizes
But we all want the same thing …. Grip
Use me till I’m all gone
Shake me as use me again
I am your favorite pen….
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