Hey, look who is back at school again,
a school without air conditionin’,
but when I get out the almighty Pen,
I won’t have to worry about temperature positionin’.
Sometimes when I’m thinking up a rhyme,
brainstorming really hard, writing down every thought,
I feel like I have unlimited time.
I call it a mental stunt in which my pen is caught.
The Pen is what gives meaning to paper,
the words slide across and bring it to life.
Without the Pen, the world is in chaos;
You can’t carve poetry into stone with a knife.
The Pen is a super powerful form of speech,
It can be used for lessons, it can be used to teach.
The day that the Pen becomes useless,
is the day that freedom becomes out of reach.
