This pen it writes all by itself
This song it sings..Alone it swells.
The words create a lonesome verse
Its speech is pure and not perverse.
It writes of God, his grace and peace
The words they flow they never cease.
For when it’s done and done I say,
Will you be ready for that day?
How does it cease, for you end well?
Two choices alone, Heaven or Hell.
To wait till death will never do,
This pen writes NOW, make all things new.
This ink it flows across this page,
Like Jesus’ blood to cleanse all age.
I cannot stop the pen has chose,
Of Jesus love the words compose.
But now lay down this pen is done,
The work complete like God’s own Son.
This pen writes words all by itself,
Its choice is Jesus and eternity’s wealth.
PastorPaul 
Was this yours, Slayer?
I’m not much of a poetry guy, but this was good.
One of a few, I have a bunch on my computer but never thought of putting them up.on here. I wish there was a way to copyright them though.
And thanks for the compliment 🙂
Here you go.
There IS a fee involved, and from what I recall, all claims of a “Poor Man’s Copywright” or “Free Copywright” are myth.
Only one way to do it, and that’s through the U.S. Copywright office. However, it appears you CAN do it all at once, whether published or unpublished:
http://www.copyright.gov/fls/fl106.html
Hey cool, thanks for the info. I think what I’ll do is out then all together and do exactly that. 🙂