Ninja Ballet

While Evil Warlord sleeps like dreamless stone
Behind his wall of palace guards, secure,
The shadows that he fears invade his home;
Of his disease they seek to be the cure.

Around his wall, behind his wall, and through,
The shadows swiftly make their way. With chilling
Resoluteness they do what they must do;
With cold precision, thus begins the killing.

Katanas flash, the dance of death begun
As figures clad in darkness pirouette
With superhuman strength above as-yet
Unknowing victims. Triumph almost comes…

When wires twist; ninjas drop like rocks and then
Director hollers, “CUT! We try again!”