Don't let the pen lay idle
Where innocent blood shed;
Where there are starving
Children to be fed.
Don't let the pen
Stop dripping ink
Where racism
Competes with sexism
And Babylon celebrates the dead.
Don't let the pen
Loses its grip
When humanity
Is going down
On a sinking ship.
Don't let them ban the pen
Where it cuts
Like a two-edged sword.
Fantastic write, Buxton. So true, keep writing about the ills of the world and about the cure of unconditional love and kindness. The pen is powerful and thoughts are the seeds for the plant that will provide this world with a cure to greed and arroganc. Keep the pen alive. I really enjoyed reading this poem. It has a great message and is very well written.
feeding hungry children is noble deed but preventing to have so many children destine to be hungry is real solution.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yes beautiful...well said words..enjoyed!