over the sky: July, 2006

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July 31

battlecry

sharp like an edge of a samurai sword
the mental blade cut through flesh and bone
though my minds at peace, the world out of order
missing the inner heat, life gets colder
oh yes, I have to find my path
no less, walk on earth, water, and fire
the elements compose a magnum opus
my modus operandi is amalgam steel
packed tight in microchip on my arm
a sign of all-pro the ultimate reward is honor,
not awards at odds with the times in wars
with no lords a freelancer, a battle cry of a hawk
make a dove fly and a tear dry wonder
why a lone wolf don’t run with a klan
only trust your instincts and be one with the plan
some days, some nights
some live, some die in the way of the samurai
some fight, some bleed
sun up to sun down the sons of a battlecry
some days, some nights
some live, some die in the way of the samurai
some fight, some bleed
sun up to sun down the sons of a battlecry
look, just the air around him
an aura surrounding the heir apparent
he might be a peasant but shine like grand royalty
he to the people and land, loyalty
we witness above all to hear this,
sea sickness in the ocean of wickedness
set sail to the sun set no second guessing
far east style with the spirit of wild west
the "quote-unquote" code stands the test of time
for the chosen ones to find the best of noble minds
that ever graced the face of a hemisphere with no fear,
fly over the blue yonder where the sky meets the sea
and eye meets no eye and boy meets world
and became a man to serve the world
to save the day, the night, and the girl too

samurai champloo OP