Martial Arts Poem by Racheal Lequeth
Martial Arts
Kick! Kick! Punch!
Kick! Kick! Punch!
Kick! Kick! Punch!
I heard the Sensei say
Sweat pours down my face as I hit the bag
The burning of my knuckles against the canvas
Blood runs down my hands as I remember my anger
I punch harder
They might call me names but here I let it out
My heart races, my hair is soaked.
One last punch breaks the bag
I turn to face my Sensei
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4/18/2024 10:28:44 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I know exactly how this feels because i have done it before i do martial arts and have done boxing i have bloodied my knuckles several times thinking about my horrible day and the people around me.