Here comes the world words armies,
Here come the pen carrying soldiers,
An army divided into battalions of poets, novelists, dramatists;
Cruising with their pen and paper

Your works are so inestimable,
Your works makes the history brighter,
So bright a future is no clearer,
Your words so reliable and understandable

They are my pen carrying soldiers,
Cruising forward in the battles of figurative words,
Using their weapons with rough irony,
Gliding forward with their unstoppable metaphor-laden lines,
Gaining momentum with their climax,
Using the momentum with their anti-climax,
Your wars make a brave man shiver,
Truly, pens are mightier that any Weapon of Mass Destruction.