Born as an orphan he was
The three kindhearted ladies took him in
Named him Shinta and raised him as their own
One day the killers came and killed them all
His hatred and anger towards the killers
I understand
Though he did not realize to become a manslayer
Makes him no different than the killers which he have
Such grudge upon since his childhood
A manslayer he'd became
Heartless, fearless and painless
Though a human he still is, absorbed such cruelty con
Never leave his body and soul
No matter how much he wants to change in the end
Battosai the manslayer will always be within.
This is a poem of Kenshin's life. I'm sorry if I have some spelling errors. It's common to Me.^-^ This poems is actually a side/solo poem of what I think when a read a complete short summary/poem that my friend wrote. I'm still debating if I should post hers. I'll ask. Stay tuned. ~Don't forget the reviews! ^o~