I'm but a soldier <br />In an army called life <br />In my right hand a pen <br />In my left one a knife <br /> <br />When I meet my enemy <br />He decides which I use <br />I'll do what it takes <br />I can't afford to lose <br /> <br />When I meet a friend <br />I will have his back <br />On me he can depend <br />My loyalty won't lack <br /> <br />When you see me walking <br />Down the avenue <br />Will it be the pen <br />Or the knife I use <br /> <br />I'm but a soldier <br />In an army called life <br />Is it true the pen <br />Is mightier than the knife?<br /><br />SinJace Ramos<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/soul-dear/
