The Ronin

This is how it all began The elders of my tribe sharpened blades with hands They traveled with samurai all over the land Killing for silver coins, food, drink and a bed The lifestyle in front of me looked so appealing Spent my whole life learning the skills behind killing Not knowing that my elders had lost all feelings Only a few of them told me the truth of their dealings They let me know the shoguns controlled their actions They could be called at any time to fight new battles They warned me of sharp swords and heavy axes But I loved all of it became obsessed with mastery My skills started out as a natural talent Scaring most the other students in any group classes Had my sensei warning me of jealous homies Told me he was worried my path was that of a ronin Once it was time to ride out with my brothers I realized that I don't play well with others Battleplan discrepancies and creative differences Kept me skeptical of a future with any of em Plenty moments of fights and internal conflicts Had me leave the first school with only one accomplice Not knowing my friend had to go on other conquests Leaving me alone on this road astonished That so many other schools wanted me to train with em Wanted my sword in wars but didn't wanna pay for it Even went to different parts of my world searching For anyone to work with, any other person That was down hit the road, down to get the bag I stopped hanging out with killers and went off to different lands Enjoyed being alone when killing no need for no one Just like my teacher said I am the ronin My sensei warned me of my abilities Told me my skills will create possibilities Along with envy and a lot of hostility Probably have a band of brothers out to kill me But I still move forward towards their hate willingly Knowing my swords ready for any opposing weaponry Block, slash, stab basic forms and symmetry Angles perfectly attacked to protect my winnings I keep going! Getting physically stronger Keep my mind clear with funny smoke my garmets Hang off my body loosely while sparring Shadow box in the night under moonlight often Out on a 5 mile run in the early morning darkness Back to the dojo to train before I go to harvest Farmer by day, but in the night I fight heartless Demons for people with no way to stop them