ode to a pen

An Ode to the Pen

Come, let us praise the humble pen
Which gives form to the thoughts unspoken
That they may be by others read
Long after author is mute or dead
And oral lore forgotten.

A pen can do more than a sword
And is it not a greater good
To spill much ink instead of blood
To make the world more ordered?

If not for this, the humble pen
So much reduced would be our ken.
And we would have to find again
What others found before us.