night of the fighter

sweat stains the floor as blows on body land
the howl from ravaged throat of watching fan
electric neon suns glow from their stands
and cast a mighty shadow of this man
who with a heart of iron’s steely hand
with feared renown that cross the county spans
whose stature proud and noble, fierce and grand
is honour-bound to represent his clan
this beastly carnivore of lethal means
his tears they trickle quick as en’my’s blood
and homeward headed with tail tucked in fright
he takes to darkened succour from this scene
away from sound of screams and touch of mud
and prays for comfort sought at end of night

Published by bernardsbarnes

Writer. Artist. Performer. A little boy dreaming of the stars.

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