Paper lined warriors

Come, paper lined warriors! 

You activists of ink! 

Purveyors of rhyme, 

you must cause us to think

Poetically licensed 

to kill with a phrase 

your verses are bullets 

and your knives are the plays

Your lines and your stanzas

must challenge and spur 

Your lyrical warnings 

should never demur

So rise up you poets, 

you metrists and bards! 

Your time has now come, 

and there’s change on the cards 

Steve Wheeler © 5 April, 2021

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