Burning Fire


His blade as black as the night

a singel silver bell hangs on with all it's might

never really knowing when he'll stike

for justic he will fight

and those that are presious to him will stand by his side

come along and join your in for a ride

light and dark on par within him

a never ending battle will light and he will win

and with the last of his strengh he will protect those that are his friends

and fire will burn forever more in the color of oranges,yellows and reds


Shikyo-Kage: like my poem i may start a story based on this poem what do you think?