Jonathan Myer

The pen is mightier than the sword

but only when it musters up

a word to shake the sleepers

comfort the weepers

More solid than a silver tongue

clearer than a bell that’s rung in the steeple of a church

on Easter Sunday that says

“He is risen”

“He is risen indeed”

But is there a change in my thought,

my word,

my deed,

My title to the land I claim to own,

but that I know was stolen from men who did not know that

He is risen

He is risen indeed



Jonathan Myer

Jonathan Myer

Writer. Musician. Making everything up as a I go.