"Rurouni"
A/N - This is a poem I wrote as an assignment for my English class, and ended up getting posted in my school's Literary Magazine. I suppose it can't be TOO bad then, can it?
through the misty valleys he travels forth
across the rice fields and bustling towns
his eyes portray false happiness - not mirth
and his vague smile is in fact, a frown
in his small pack he carries only food
but his sordid past weighs down his dark soul
the assassin within shows not in his light mood
has his darkened youth taken not its toll?
kenshin's dirty blade cannot be wiped clean
but he fights for justice and kills no one
will such attempts to scour it be in vain?
a test confronts him as an old foe comes
as his carefree eyes morph into reddish orbs
his nearly cleaned sword is soiled once more.
