The Last...

Dreams of others lay here, unheard by him.

A life that changed many,

Deserving more than me to just mourn his passing.

Here I sit, sobbing.

One soul tortured by his past could change so much...

Now finally able to rest in peace.

I pray that he won't be forgotten,

Remembered for what he gave up for the country,

I pray his vow to help others is echoed to others to carry on.

Living and dying by the sword,

The rurouni way is what they called it.

Now they scoff of the ideals he had,

In a war torn world...

I'm only a miko, left to mourn over the last...

The last who held true to what he believed, a patriot.

The Rurouni that history forgot...

I pray that he cannot see this world now,

What he fought so much for to be left in ashes,

A child's innocence sacrificed for war...

I hope it wasn't in vain during the revolution.

Walk free in the spirit world Rurouni,

You're free from your sins and atoned.

Farewell for you have moved many...

RogueShadowAngel March 10, 2015