Choose your weapon
Wisely
Soft
Deadly
Quiet
Ready
Not steel
Not flame
Not anything
That stains
Your name
Your body
Is a weapon
But not
For harm
It’s the shield
It’s the charm
It’s the calm
Before alarm
Your breath
Is a blade
Thin
Precise
Cutting fear
Like ice
Your stance
Is a spear
Rooted
Clear
Saying
I’m still here
Your voice
Is a whip
Cracking truth
From your lip
Making shadows
Lose their grip
Your hands
Are tools
Not for breaking
But for taking
Pain
And reshaping
It into
Something
Worth waking
Your heart
Is a bomb
But the kind
That heals
That steals
The dark
And makes it
Kneel
Choose truth
As your knife
Choose silence
As your shield
Choose prayer
As your field
Where battles
Turn
And burdens
Yield.
Choose discipline
As your spine
Choose love
As your sign
That even war
Can be divine
When the victory
Isn\'t mine
But ours
And when the fight
Comes nightly
Quietly
Inside you
And around
Use your body
Like a weapon
That protects
Reflects
Connects
And never
Cuts
The wrong
Direction
Choose it
Use it
Wisely