You are a warrior, of a different kind,
Your weapons are knowledge, and a mind that’s aligned.
You fight with words, and ideas that ignite,
A bloodless war, where truth is your greatest might.
Your pen is your sword, your paper your shield,
Your decrees are the arrows, that your enemies yield.
You wield the power, of language and thought,
And with each stroke, you leave a lasting fraught.
Your army is wisdom, your strategy is insight,
You conquer with logic, and illuminate the night.
You are a warrior, of the intellectual kind,
Your battles are won, with a mind that’s refined.
So hold your pen high, and never yield,
For your words are the weapons, that will forever prevail.
