Mjölnir

[JWagner]

The hand axe was an awesome tool,
an instrument so strong and cool,
to cut and carve, to strike and dig,
to bore and fight, to scrape and rig

Then came the age of bronze and steel,
the glowing forge, the anvil’s feel
From fire rose hammer, sword and blade,
those mighty tools that fame conveyed

The hammer, born of iron might,
can crush and kill, strike left and right
can smash, can nail, can break apart
And judges use them for their art

Then Mjölnir rose, divine outright,
the storm god’s weapon, nature's might
It thundered, flashed, and cracked the skies
for rain, for cleansing, nature's rise,

but also wrath, destruction, war,
to smite the foes and settle score
If danger comes and fear takes wings,
Thor shows us how the hammer swings

When storms have passed and clouds have cleared,
when thunder ceased and light appeared,
it's time to let the hammer rest,
to shape the peace, to give one's best

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