Kunoichi beneath heaven’s sky
To her ancestors she prays
Her mission to kill the Samurai
Then urges her on her way

Magnificent, the color of blood
Amid the Samurai cries
Victims of her shiny, swirling blade
She laughs as each of them dies

She moves amongst the shadow places
She possesses a brave heart
No Samurai dare stand in her way
She’ll cut them apart, her art

One manages to crawl in his blood
Kunoichi does he dread
He turns to face her in defiance
As her blade chops off his head!!!

And the Samurai are now dead
As she proudly holds up her head
All her garments are now soiled red
There are no words that can be said

Kunoichi,
In silence she smiles instead…