A Samurai’s Tsunami

Helmet of insect horn

Armour made as hard as ants

Mask crafted by demons

Deep in their seven hells

And a long sword

Restrained within it’s scabbard

Smithed from the smoothest of waters

Calm yet vicious

He releases it

Upon his foes

It’s waves hit enemy after enemy

A relentless tsunami

His dead opponents

Hang from his sword

Adding their weight to it

A ghastly gift

Each wave harder to send

But hitting even stronger

Wanting their blood to mingle

Within its shores

Sometimes when father lets me

Touch his sword

I can hear them all moan in unison

Begging for more blood

Author: Jack Bennett

Born and raised in Torquay, England. 21 years old. Teeming with thoughts that need an outlet, working a full time job at his local supermarket. Unfortunately born a poet, he will most likely suffer from this contradiction most of his life.

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