A Silent Vow Poem by Tony Adah

The sun touches the earth
With its hands of serene illuminating waves
What a great lesson to learn
Soldiers make a great fuss with guns
Win a war and a great mass
Of humans is gone

I have taken a vow of silence
To fight without a gun
For if there must be a loud sound in war
The enemy will run away
But the silence of a pen on a paper is a great sound
And this is where victory lies like shingles on a beach
Where hope lies like in a believer
Expecting a miracle
Where the tyrant's Wings are clipped
Where his troops are ambushed
Where embattled citizens get theie freedom
Where the enemies flee.

Here I have taken a silent vow
And my pen spits liquid pellets
On the faces of retreating army
And their guns a mere toy
Here where guns and munnitions
Are not the only weapons of war.
Here where I am the commander
Of the silent war and the pen my silent gun.