The Fighter Parts 1 And 2 Poem by Kenny Skinner

part 1
Sweat and blood
drips from the fighters face
as he stands over his foe
Its his time
Its his prime
He wins victories in every place

His face, frigid, devoid of emotion
His heart, knowing not of devotion

Hes waiting to get to the end
the end of that road
Where he can leave the pen
and leave with all the gold.....

part 2

Many years later
He finally made it to that end
that end of that road
that was supposed to be all gold
But all along it was just a dream
a foolish dream inside his head

His face, pain etched in every scar
His heart, already pushed to far

He did what he had to do
even though he knew he was through
He accepted a fight
that happened that night
A fight to the end
a fight, that
He knew he would not win.