At first, they say I’m ordinary
but then they’ll notice my contrary.
A secret weapon that lies beneath
and shows its might when I’m in defeat.

Attacking numerous incantations
that can burn their hearts with bad emotions.
Spitting spikes of deadly thorns
that cuts even the evil’s horns.

Nothing can stop the intense it made
especially when out of its lake.
Too bad for someone who receives
the damage that will forever live.

So powerful not because of size
but because of its own words and lies.
It’s a shame that I used it for evil
and not for appreciating civil.