Disclaimer: I do not own Rurouni Kenshin.

This is a sonnet I submitted for English class. It's Shakespearean as I am attempting to compete with the Bard himself.

Heart of a Swordsman

A warrior he was, of unsurpassed skill

Of fearsome repute was he to all men

He ne'er relented or shrank from a kill

A deadly assassin he was back then

He gazed at his hands, so drenched in men's blood

And his spirit sighed and wept from within

He refused the path upon which he trod

And swore to atone for every grave sin

His journey began to seek salvation

To be redeemed for all his heinous crimes

Ridding himself of every frustration

And working to bring forth more peaceful times

This renegade swordsman, loved by his friends

Shall rest in peace once his sad journey ends.