POEM "FISTS OF FURY" by martin gedge
Up to challenge of thy chamber steel of crown and ball of anchor
here that lies the pulse of danger
you do not hesitate
for fist of fury wild as fire strength and will that burns desire
a fuse as fit to trip the wire
with everything at stake
for madness minds of sordid kinds where do the demons draw the lines
tied up in knots a million times
the signs are crystal clear
for pain you bring into the ring to give your heart of everything
around your head as birdies sing
there nothing left to fear
so blow by blow and toe to toe a circle dancing do si do
exchanging tallies to and fro
you go in for the kill
and like the fly as passers by you cross the lip to dot the eye
from gut to chin and multiply
one fool is standing still
and to each round your hear the sound to buckle up and batten down
and wipe the smile right from the clown
to show your shine and clout
don't wait to spend the count to ten two hammer fives and back again
just keep on fighting to the end
til you knock this sucker out! !
by martin gedge ©
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