The barking were the loudness of evils
Extreme noises swarming the pretty dawn
Shy of lights and abide
Notorious philosopher of gangland
Backdated from 17th century kabuki-mono
(Outlandish samurai called the crazy ones)
The infamous family tree
Hatamoto-yakko (servants of Shogun)
Machi-yokko (servants of town)
Tekiya (street peddlers)
Bakuto (gamblers)
Gurentai (hoodlums)
They are the nerves of Yakuza
In arms and deadly
With guts and machine guns
Embroiled with conflicts
And turmoil
In numbers they come
Dungeons and dragons
Christopher Columbus of the land
Bad boys of dark heroes
Exploring new territory
New monetary
Their holy oaths and sacred vows
Are distinct and vivid
Devoted to tradition
Of oyabun – kobun (father-child relationship)
Made them virtually invincible
Authentic kamikaze
You’re not invited to become one
You have to pursue
Pricking your trigger finger
Dripped the bloods onto holy picture of the Saint
And burn it
A symbol of loyalty
Undivided
Bloodied the samurai swords
With your tongue
Wow... cool... It seems like read novel 'MUSASHI' and comic 'VAGABOND... Back in to old Japan... I like it! Cool one! Like retell history in to poem, , wow!
Nice piece, very interesting and educational...an insight into organized crime families...and there ways over bringing fear into the world of many. Thanks for sharing your wisdom my brother Best wishes Jon
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Don't know what to say about this but wow, and this is a nice good poem