Swallow your pride
Leaving a lump in your throat
Crack your knuckles
Ignoring the arthritic pain
This is the fight
Feel your muscles tense
As your body prepares
The adrenaline rushes
Awaking the monster inside
You are now in the fight
Take the blows in stride
Disregarding the blood
Shake off the pain
Radiating from your limbs
It is almost over
Close you eyes tonight
Not wanting to see
Another lifeless body
Shattered from your hate
The end is just the beginning
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I know we all have guilt...but don't let it become the enemy's weapon...which will kill you.