Peace is a choice

I am a poet I fight with my pen to make my voice loud, and let me be heard. I yell through a raging storm but my words are still ignored by all who can hear. I am peaceful, but you can't be peaceful without first being a threat. I am a soldier a fighter, a threat I am strong and powerful. I carry a sword that demands the attention and respect of the ignorant. I have hurt before I will not hesitate to kill. I demand my voice be heard I demand the respect that was not given to me when I was a peaceful poet.