Becoming A Ronin Poem by Randy McClave

I have no wife or girlfriend to be my master,
I don't go to church, so I don't listen to any preacher or pastor,
Soon when I retire from my job I will then become masterless
Not listening or taking orders from others, I will be confused, I must confess;
Though I still will be a fighter and a provider, but now I will have no lord
I will live my life lastly to my own ways and my own accord,
I will finally do what I want as I explore my soul from the depths within;
Then when that day arrives; I will become a ronin.

Randy L. McClave