The Pen of a Ready Writer

Let me share with you what's in my heart, 

Let me craft these words and then recite, 

My light will shine the house of every fighter,

My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.  

Listen to that small voice calling your name, 

Listen to that voice, so you'll never be the same, 

That still small voice will take away your shame, 

That still small voice will give you a new name. 

My pen is bleeding with an infinite ink, 

I'll fill up every cup, everyone must drink, 

If you've missed this poem I'll send you the link, 

Your mind will never get full, read, write whatever you do just think. 

The Pen of a Ready Writer