Disclaimer- I don't even own the computer I wrote this on.
So this is just a work in tribute of the great anime.
So don't sue me.

To Ana-chan, who, got me hooked on this anime. Without you, this poem
would not have been written. Thanks, love.

Let it begin. ----- Way of the Wandering Samurai------
Walking through the woods.
A swordsman wanders.
Trying to repent his sins.
For his life, was full of death.
The blood of many fell upon his head.
His words after the last man slain.
Were not words of pride.
Nor were they of joy.
They were of sorrow.
They were of repentance.
With his words.
A vow.
An oath.
A pledge.
He changed his ways.
To changed his fate.
To change his blade.
With this sword.
One which will not kill.
Its blade is backward.
Its blade is reversed.
He is a wanderer.
To protect the people he loves.
He would kill again.
He would once again be a Man-Slayer.
Please review.
See anything wrong, tell me.
I'll see what I can do.
Thanks.