Samurai Sword

Imagine, a soul as old as the ocean's sigh

We sit and wait, while some may cry

If only you keep the courage, miracles will happen.

Its charm in ever changing is full of life.

The sweet harness of the tone rings in your ear.

The mystical fusion combines, and suddenly you feel the tear,

As you regret the past.

You feel the Disapline, honour and respect,

That once was there.

What is the life without one?

Warriors stand strong and proud. Their Honour shall always live on,

As we sit there cowardly waiting

We remember those who means close us.

But yet only some shall remember those who comprise change.

We remember, we regret that’s why

From the heart of the soul, shall we rise,

From the greatness of our unity we will fight.

We are but individuals that have been enlightened.

And we will make history!

Reviews

[Faye]

Apart from a few spelling mistakes that was a nice poem.