Choose And Use Your Weapon Wisely

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