I, am, a, samurai
And as long as I
Can swing a sword
Ill be chopping through life
Like a crimson spray
Through, white, canvas.
Its like I am on my own
Like a roaming
Ronin
With no shogun.
It wont take much to summon
Me.
All I need is worthy cause
I am a mercenary
Yeah, my swords got flaws
But its cuts are just as deadly
As the skills I possess,
And I am still learning,
A missionary of death.
With my sword I preach to opponents
Till my last breath,
And as long as I am me
The opposition will never cease.
They try to contain me
And censor me
Im just trying
To be free, as I can be
But
In this world they promote
Currency slavery
And, I, dont, think
That is what this life is meant to be
At least not for me
So I swing my sword
At
Unlimited opponents
All, seem, to, be
Content to be component's
To this robotic reality.
Not to be redundant,
But no shit,
Its A machine
Of oppression,
Preaching thought suppression.
Some people fear the thought
Of a question,
Instead of embracing learning new things.
Fearing change leaves you void of progression.
The fire of knowledge is my favorite weapon.
They try to extinguish me
With ignorance
Bludgeoning freely
Mind numbing rhetoric.
It seemingly seems to make sense
Until you think out side the box
They create for you.
With archaic understanding
Void of things like
Empathy and objective reasoning
Staying true to the objective
State of control.
You got to understand you dont know a thing,
Other than what you perceive to be,
stay away from prepackaged reality.
Reality is what ever you want
What ever you make till the day you die.
I am a samurai.
My actions may be out of control to those under control.
I got the controls to my own
Reality.
Compared to the collective I may be
Crazy
But see, who wants to live in the confines of what others perceive to be normality.