When I had no roof I made <br />Audacity my roof. When I had <br />No supper my eyes dined. <br /> <br />When I had no eyes I listened. <br />When I had no ears I thought. <br />When I had no thought I waited. <br /> <br />When I had no father I made <br />Care my father. When I had <br />No mother I embraced order. <br /> <br />When I had no friend I made <br />Quiet my friend. When I had no <br />Enemy I opposed my body. <br /> <br />When I had no temple I made <br />My voice my temple. I have <br />No priest, my tongue is my choir. <br /> <br />When I have no means fortune <br />Is my means. When I have <br />Nothing, death will be my fortune. <br /> <br />Need is my tactic, detachment <br />Is my strategy. When I had <br />No lover I courted my sleep.<br /><br />Robert Pinsky<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/samurai-song/
