our bloody inks

“The ink and the oil and the blood swirl into one another as
though they were made to be together.” ― Alice Broadway
 
no need to judge who sheds the reddest blood
or pause to test who bears the sharpest quill
it is enough we drizzle like a flood
when on life’s canvas kindred spirits dwell
 
compare me not to you by shade of ink
or by my frequency of pen in hand
my penny thoughts may teeter on the brink
of eloquence you cannot understand
 
what were the faith of lyrics sharp like swords
reviling fellow inks from fellow poets
should enmity wax strong on rival words
that take a sacred thought and strive to kill it
 
ask dup to ban all competitions
verse trafficking should never stain the page
of writers who heal souls of vile afflictions
let’s save our bloody inks from sabotage
 
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