Bushida Warrior

Death before dishonor  
I live by a strict
warrior code  
 only carry cloth paper  
and a bamboo pen  
two instruments tucked  
In my fundoshi robe  
 
I travel long roads around the globe  
I am discipline and trained to protect my household Intruders will never make it across the threshold  
one tap to the throat will leave the body cold  
 
I am a member of the Bushi  
and kunoichi tribe  
Samurai to the bone and soul  
Jin tachi blade is plated of gold  
Strapped around my back and shoulder  
beautiful is the culture  
I respect my family and bow for royalty  
go hand and hand combat for the sake  
of loyalty  
 
Through the wind, the Earth,  
the fire and the water  
I must prove my ninjutsu elements  
all in that order  
Lots of practice and confidence  
Push-ups, planks and gymnastics  
 
I must continue this saga  
of the new age  
I learned from the elders about the ancient ways  
Sometimes I like to show off  
Just to hear the little kids say  
nice moves  
Then I disappeared and espionage  
 
Do a couple of backflips into the bushes and camouflage  
I put a lot of heart into the fight  
 because I have to win  
So I become my killer instinct  
and go deep within  
 
I am the door keeper  
I am  the wisdom seeker  
The key holder and  
 the straw broom Sweeper  
If the enemy comes anywhere near me  
I will make them even more sorrier  
I am the way of the Bushida Warrior….