I’m ready for battle.

I’m ready for war.

Time to pick up my pen.

It’s time to soar.

I grab my paper and begin to write.

He gives me the words, the thoughts so bright.

The talent he gave me is a weapon for war unseen.

Not a war for the world but a war for the king.

It’s time to save souls with words, not hurt.

Just as much as words hurt, they heal.

The tongue is the greatest weapon of all.

It can cause wounds and cuts so deep that people fall.

But, words, my pen and paper can uplift and strengthen.

All to God I give the glory.

If not for him, I would be in no army.

I’m ready for battle.

I’m ready for war.

Time to pick up my pen.

It’s time to soar.

#poetryforJesus

Jesus<3MGP

This is definitely an older poem. I wrote this cheesy poem in my teen years. Cheesy is good though, sometimes…