LetterRoars

Posted on October 19, 2011 by The Oldstrong

The pen is mightier than the sword

True…but not in my case

My pen is the sword

and me…

I’m a lion,

My head adorned with a mane of ideas

Picking words from anywhere

Everywhere

I take that back

Picking is for vultures…scavengers

I’M…A…LION

I GRAB my prey

I’m a KING

I… have my way

But on the other hand

These letters

These words

are my cubs

and I watch my cubs play

This is my pride.

I’ll rear them

They’ll grow stronger

so that they need me no longer

And on that day

…my letters ROAR!

About The Oldstrong

"At the end of the day, day My momma told me don't let no one break me, let no one break me At the end of the day, day, Nobody, nobody, ever could stop me, ever could stop me At the end of the day, day You can't regret it, if you were trying, if you were trying At the end of the day, day I'm walking with a heart of a lion, yeah"

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8 Responses to LetterRoars

t.grant says:

October 19, 2011 at 4:48 pm

Leo(n) the lion. Nice one.

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charlesmashburn says:

November 3, 2011 at 12:02 pm

I like this, and I agree. I well made comparison!

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mbwilliams says:

November 6, 2011 at 9:09 pm

Powerful stuff….The pen is the sword! Awesome, loved this line

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Pamanner says:

November 7, 2011 at 4:17 am

Wow, strong imagery that I never thought of before. Enjoyed the creativity, roar!

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Nefarious X says:

November 10, 2011 at 11:31 am

This is one of the best poems i’ve read in awhile. The word play is amazing. This was pretty cool

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marialoveyoo says:

November 17, 2011 at 10:21 pm

Love it! Powerful indeed. Strong cubs! 🙂 Keep it flowing. x x

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- The Oldstrong says:
  
  November 18, 2011 at 10:59 am
  
  Thanks for visiting…glad you enjoyed it
  
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tigercity says:

December 4, 2011 at 9:16 pm

well I’ve finally dropped by.. I like the double meaning of “this is my pride”.. we should be proud of our work.. some people can’t even imagine themselves writing.. but I believe it’s inside us all.. and if not wriring then painting, singing, cooking.. doesn’t matter you gotta find your niche..

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