Ode to the Knife

My pointy friend, you inspire me to write.

The way you cut, hunt and slice,

Invading my brain through the day and night,

Always dreaming of the dangerous prices.

Let me compare you to a silver lie?

You are more active and realistic

Big blades can pierce a life

You have those characteristics.

How do you inspire me ? Let me count the ways.

You are sharp, shiny and protective

Thinking about how you can save the day.

Knowing these thoughts can lead to hard destruction.

Because I know your part,

While you can help me, you’ve also broken my heart.