Machete

I was given a machete on the day of my birth

I thought it was the best gift ever given on earth

Then I got older and saw the swords of the other kids

So I decided that I would always keep my machete hid

I tried to trade it for other swords with which to fight

But some were too heavy and others were too light

I finally found a sword that was just the right weight

So I traded it in for the machete I learned to hate

Other fighters I joined to rescue the enslaved and jailed

But just as the mission started it had already failed

For to begin this so highly important quest

A machete was needed to cut through the forest