We will weaponize words with willful wisdom
Our craft is that of reality and fiction
Telling you stories from our minds persistence
No one person here is the same
But in this guild we are one name
Our identity has been lost from fame
No one person here is above any other
We are established by our wisdom
Held to those who see this vision
We abide by the strictest set of rules
Ones that some may deem as cruel
Put in place by those who can’t be fooled
One must cautiously critique another’s work
Their craft is based in their own quirk
One must serve as eyes if asked to look
Their openness is a sign of honor in our book
One must never steal the work of another
Their truth lay in mind of that creator
One must either make it free or for sale
Their is no honor is baiting the tale
One must understand death is the next story
Their craft remains with the guild for glory
One must honor their fellow wordsmiths life
Their presence with us is their given right
Those who belong to the guild are our family
Together we have changed the world entirely
We will continue to craft these words tirelessly
Giving you what we are inspired
Leaving ink stains as we desired
Striving to leave our reader inquired
Our creed is what keeps us writing
Simple words to keep us fighting
Created for those of us crafting
From smooth ink and parchment
From heavy typeset action
From quick keyboard clicking
From silent screen tapping
These words are my passion
These words are my salvation
Without them stories aren’t told
Without them life would be cold
The fire within keeps me warm
The fire within makes me reborn
Nothing will stop me in this world
Nothing will be casted aside untold
The guild has become a haven for the bold
Around the block and on the bus. 