Izanami

IZANAMI

I pranced across the hall one day
When my father caught my eye
Thrusting his blade, deep into a stranger
And watching him bleed and die.

The stranger's agony scarred me awfully
I even heard him wail in sleep
And eventually I drifted apart from
My father, whose name I only still keep.

Today, I stand in my best armour
With the same crimson red blade in hand
Dawn through dusk, as watch over
My beloved wife and child, in command.

Ocassionally, I glance at my son
Who looks down the moment our eyes meet,
And we leave the rest unsaid...

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