He's a Poet...and He Knows It!

Jeremy really got into his poetry assignment a couple of months ago and came up with this piece.  It was not one of the required poems, but it was by far my favorite.  Enjoy!

Your Armor

by Jeremy Cannon

To wear the suit;

To be the hero;

Beneath the iron plates

And chain mail.

Enthralled by the protection

In the midst of battle

While slashing and hacking

Your enemies.

You find yourself dependent 

Upon the armor;

The metal that envelops and

Coats you.

Your skills and sword

Are your saviors;

Your shield and armor,

Your protection.

But when the clubs

That shatter bones

And the blood-stained swords

Do vanish

To be replaced by words

That shatter souls

And vengeful attitudes

That cripple.

The iron plates cannot block

The harmful, hateful words;

Perhaps, what is needed is

New armor.

So replace the plates

With a strong spirit;

The shield with the ability

To ignore.

Your sword is now wits,

Which become sharper

When skill is replaced

With wisdom.

To have that spirit;

To be truly happy;

Beneath the joyful expression

And purity.

Grateful for the protection

In the midst of society

Ignoring harsh comments

And retorts.

Your wits and wisdom

Are your new saviors

Now that you have the

Better armor.