Warriors of the Night

The ninja

Cunning, courageous and cutthroat

Lessons are grueling

Every move is rehearsed precisely and endlessly

No one speaks

In stark contrast to the samurai

Who proudly shouts his name when he wades into battle

The ninja works in silence

Warriors of the night

Where the ninja had been, there is darkness

Daggers, knives, throwing stars

In the hands of a master

It can kill with one blow

1, 2, 3, 4

I'm not finished

The masters of invisible warfare disappeared

Slowly absorbed into time and legend

And the night