Beautiful. Sharp. Lethal.
Young and old have long admired
Seeing my silvery blade
Men and women bow and worship
As I danced to the death's music
Poetry of blood marred my beauty
And you continue to rejoice
I carry the cries of war
Like a trumpet; loud and painful
But this strength, beauty, and grace
They aren't mine alone
They reflect that of my wielder's;
A warrior's naked feelings
She's a gracious deity
Inhabiting the underworld
No prestige, no honor
But wears scars like badges
Many songs have been sung
In our every battle
Alongside her, I fought
Slayed her demons one by one
I've seen her rise and fall,
Only to rise again
Looking at her, I see myself
Been through pain; came out beautiful
I am Katana
Beautiful, sharp, lethal
And her, my 👸👑Queens
It's an honor to serve her.