Weapon of the Pen
Written by: T.L. Tucker
Gird yourselves my friends, with the weapon of your pens
And understand that what you write
Can bring forth death, or bring forth life
Even though the words aren’t spoken
They have the power to leave one broken
Even though you may not hear them
They hold power when you read them
They plant a seed
Fulfill a need
Crush a dream
Or build esteem
When you write, What are your deeds?
We have the gift, the power to make a positive change
Lets us our gifts for that purpose
Not to keep our people enslaved and in chains
With a stinky leg, lollipop
How low to the ground can you drop
And a pimp, Hoe, gimmie that doe
How far are you willing to go?
No, I will not sale my soul
For any amount of money, or any measure of Gold
To totally understand what I’m saying to you
We have to acknowledge that these gifts are not our own
But bestowed to us from Him, who sits high and on His Throne
And should be used for Him alone
Our gifts from Him should be the gifts that keep on giving
That plant seeds, breathe life,
and encourage folks to keep on living
And so I say again
Gird yourselves my friends, with the weapon of your pens
And understand that what you write
Can bring forth death, or bring forth life
I choose Life………..
Written by: T.L. Tucker
Gird yourselves my friends, with the weapon of your pens
And understand that what you write
Can bring forth death, or bring forth life
Even though the words aren’t spoken
They have the power to leave one broken
Even though you may not hear them
They hold power when you read them
They plant a seed
Fulfill a need
Crush a dream
Or build esteem
When you write, What are your deeds?
We have the gift, the power to make a positive change
Lets us our gifts for that purpose
Not to keep our people enslaved and in chains
With a stinky leg, lollipop
How low to the ground can you drop
And a pimp, Hoe, gimmie that doe
How far are you willing to go?
No, I will not sale my soul
For any amount of money, or any measure of Gold
To totally understand what I’m saying to you
We have to acknowledge that these gifts are not our own
But bestowed to us from Him, who sits high and on His Throne
And should be used for Him alone
Our gifts from Him should be the gifts that keep on giving
That plant seeds, breathe life,
and encourage folks to keep on living
And so I say again
Gird yourselves my friends, with the weapon of your pens
And understand that what you write
Can bring forth death, or bring forth life
I choose Life………..
