Way up high upon the branches
A dark clad figure swiftly dancing
to whom he must appeal his master
does his duty lacking laughter
uniform passed down through ages
conquered kings and many sages
like the moon whom go through phases
almost to his destination
to complete initiation
slaughter peddlers of fornication
culling masses from corruption
freeing countless soiled maidens
codes inducted to his nature
killing any foul sensation
honor,courage,skill,patience
silence,deception,adaptation,
as his target manifests
throws shruikens from his chest
smoke bombs causing slice at necks
wimpers going up from fear
as the peddler disappears
Nefarious Cloud
