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The last Lay of Seta Soujiro
By Jitou

 

Hi all!

My e-mail server has been acting up for the past
week. I am forced to use my old account, which
should still be signed up (if you're reading this,
then it still is!). When I finally got to check a week's
worth of e-mail, I see this plea for poems. I've been
slacking off writing my fics lately, but I still
have this little thing for your perusal. ^_^

Oh, by the way, if anyone knows a good e-mail
server which is fast, dependable and free, I'd
like to sign up. My current e-mail server is just
so horrible! I'm not getting to catch up with my
fic reading and writing.



A Poem by Boyu Productions
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Disclaimer: Rurouni Kenshin was created by Watsuki Nobuhiro.
Suvival of the Fittest was coined by Charles Darwin.



The Fittest - Poem Version
(The Lay of Seta Soujiro)



Down it fell, the shadow of the tree
to my heart, I skipped so merrily
and yet inside it felt as if
this gnawing had set me adrift.

The night before I was a fool
to my kinsmen's hands oh! so cruel.
I wept, I cried, they beat me a while.
They did not stop, so then I just smiled.

Then He came and gave to me this sword.
"Defend yourself," He bade on his word.
Again they came to lash me anew,
yet alas! by my hand were they slew.

I shook in the rain, I wept.
The Man as the wind He left.
I looked to Him and then I balked,
"Sir, may I go where thou dost walk?"

He looked at me with those steely eyes
that burned but were far colder than ice.
"If you do, then you'll become strong
and then if so you'll do no wrong.

"All in this world shall bow to thee,
they all shall fall to you save me.
So take that sword to keep with you
and follow me, that you shall do."

This day, under the shadows I would
walk alongside Him and eat some food.
He ate with zest as if drinking wine,
how delightful! to so see Him dine.

With hardly remorse or thought of hate,
to stay alive, to survive, He ate.
I joined with Him, yet off to my side
quick, my eye! A blur of red, I spy.

I turned and ran, only then to see
a winsome fox on a killing spree.
There lay a squirrel running on
towards its death, the fox's maw.

The fox, it gave a merry chase
before it smashed the squirrel's face.
Then it engulfed the rodent whole,
its face content, what an arse hole!

My anger rose, it had been fueled,
by fox's demeanor, so cruel.
As if it felt my burning derision,
the fox, it looked at me with conviction.

"What is wrong, I ask thee, I pray,"
it stared at me, yet seemed to say,
"The day is long, and yet I must try
to fill my stomach lest I run dry.

"It is not so much so wrong to kill
If all I want is to eat my fill.
Surely I am not, not like you
whose kin so cruelly didst thou slew."

I gave pause, I saw my foul shame
Nothing I could would clear my name.
And yet to them did I lay my keen blade
To defend myself, my pain to allay.

I had killed, I had, but not out of spite.
It was only to set this wrong to right.
The fox it spoke so true, as I just saw,
Survival of the Fittest is the law.



 

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