WORD-SMITH 

As we forge all-over
Burning words like silver
Pouring inks like lava

Blasting papers like rods
Gripping pen like swords
Battling wrought like gods 

Considering the rallies
Even in the Abyss
Amidst the bees 

Till our mallets make hit
Till the anvils shape it
Till purpose feel the heat

To all the writers sweating...
Don't stop writing...
Wordsmiths keep forging...

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