Fight! ! ! Fight! ! Fight! ! Poem by Joshua Poetical King Sovea

Fight! ! ! Fight! ! Fight! !



The Light Fills The Air,
The Sky Denses As You Look No Fear,
The Mad Rush Of Adrenilen rushes to your system,
While you look at him Prayfully wishing,
You Try To Invision The Out Come,
And The Stacks,
The Retakes on The Left Plate,
If You Go Right Will He duck,
A Knee Straight To The Gut,
The Lines Of Pleasure, or Posible Pain,
The First Shot The Outcome Is The Stain,
If Yah To The Ground The Dirt You See,
Or Is It The scrammble or The Vision More Blurry..
Take Your Last Breath Before You Go,
The Crowed Stumbles,
People Cheering Like The Horns Blow,
The First Take Is The One With The First Show,
The Instincts Kick In, The Hormones Throw Sin,
But The Final Blow Screams WINN! ! !
Then People Jump In From The Crowed Stomped And Shown How!
! The End Result Is Faital Without a Word,
Who Would Have Thought That One Word, Call 'Turd',
Get Someones Life 'Detured'

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