Soft Weapon #blogaberrycc
Soft I was, outside, inside
Soft, I had a heart
Filled with love, faith
Filled with care, grace
Soft, I had lived on earth
Soft, I treaded a humble path
Soft, I carried a halo around
Soft, I made my parents proud
Soft, as I grew,
My soft, turned into a weapon-
For powers and rulers
To gain more
Out of my soft.
My soft now hardened,
A heart of steel it has turned
Not a weapon, but a shield.
A protection, a wall-unpiercable!!
This post was created for the Blogaberry Creative (Monthly) Challenge with theme word Soft

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