Powerful is he
who worships the blade
The grace of attack
is part of his charade
A man to be feared
or so it would seem
Yet peace and tranquility
are part of his dream
The perry and thrust
a subtle caress
All part of a game
to prove he's the best
A paradox of values
two sides of a coin
Violence and peace
in one will they join
But day upon day
he practiced the form
Through confidence and movement
his courage is born.
Jan. 2, 1996
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