Champion
Like those days
(High school)
‘Never bow to bully’
‘Instead fight them well’
Then I fought with Vien
(On the street, in blood)
(Like lion)
I fought pain
‘You bastard’
I said and lifted that as a hay
Then smashed to the ground
And stood strong
As Ali in boxing
(Champion)
Never plea
Face bullies
(Pain is one)
Life or death
That’s success
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