Archetypal seals disguised as newsprint
Between sheets, stand pretentious laden
Where particular decisions are heaped on
Behind bits of daytime peanuts and dirty
Is the reality of his world; thoughts overflowed
As the pencil wedged in his calloused fingers
murdered all traces of tortured phrase.
In the room, where difficult metaphors
are common as pebbles in the sand
His unshakeable faith will always ring
true to anyone even if the pretenders
Tried to dazzle him with their pseudo-
intellectual discourse on backroom sorcery.
They will always
be unsuccessful in their quest
will boomerang on their shameless face
For in his penmanship, you'll see his philosophical
That spits a highly-strung magic of the
The Pen is always Mightier than the Sword.