The pen is mightier than the sword
you've heard it say
but stronger still than both the word
of those who pray
for who has written to their God
and had reply
yet every lowly begger knows his
his prayers arrive
Catastrophic tragedies
may come your way
battling the sorrows
of the day to day
but comfort only reaches those
who sit and pray
no pen or sword consoles the needy
in this way
The truth like nose upon your face
is plain to see
that writing is a craft of mortals
we agree
and brandishing a sword
is strictly for the dumb
but prayer to your God
will always overcome.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An agnostic can nevertheless recognise fine, flowing writing style here. t x