He holds the title since a long time in the ring.
But he never expected a defeat
By a feather weight skinny boxer
Who comes from a shanty it seems.
Following day of the defeat
The newspaper's bold head line reads everybody;
'Unexpected punch was so hard from a starved soul's fist.'
Cheers for the skinny boxer! Righteous anger Is very satisfying to the soul. He needed to win one. Powerful and evocative. Excellent write. Kind regards, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Muscles certainly don't 'maketh the man' as you show here so cleverly in this fine poem about the determination and grit of the down-trodden. There is so much more to your poems than appears on first reading. Your soul is in the right place. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥