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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=361125" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>It's just a pen.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=361125" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">In battle zone I met a man, all rags and face of pain<br>I stopped awhile and spoke his tongue, he never gave his name, <br>'What ails you sir i spoke with zest how does life treat you so? <br>Your face unshaven clothes all torn and nowhere left to go, '</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=361125" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He spoke in softest tone on life, surprised at what I'd said, <br>'I have but words to tell my tale a writer born and bred, <br>I dared to speak of right and wrong and stood for all that's right, <br>I spoke of men and guns and wars and warned all those who'd fight'.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=361125" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'Then lines of soldiers past my way and threw me to the floor<br>They tore my clothes and spat at me and cursed my writing more, <br>I was chained and maniculed, imprisoned for such views, <br>By men who yearn to kill and maim, we few who spread such news'.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=361125" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'So there i sat in prison cell, words came to my salvation, <br>My mind still active full of thoughts on how to save this nation, <br>Then time passed onwards, shooting stopped outside the silence came, <br>A key then heard in cell door lock saw freedom once again'.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=361125" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The writer glanced from where he lay one eye cocked to the sun<br>The warmth engulfed his tired limbs, from beatings he was numb, <br>'The truth i chant in verse and rhyme for all to choke and eat, <br>Such words not welcome hereabouts thrown down at general's feet '.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=361125" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'I stood alone and faced the crowds with words my only gun<br>Above the cries of blood and hate their hearts i thought i'd won<br>But little did i guess you see how ignorance can spread, <br>And that my words were such a threat that they should want me dead'.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=361125" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I helped the writer to his feet his frame so weak and frail<br>A consequence of standing firm whilst locked away in jail<br>'One thing' said i 'before you leave, pray tell what drives you then? '<br>Without a second thought he smiled and whispered '.. it's my pen'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Dave+James">Dave James</a></strong></div>