K.O.

“Stand up and fight,”
My heart cried
Ignore the pain
And wound on your side.

Clear your thoughts
Of any doubt
And wipe the blood
Off your mouth.

“Stand up and fight,”
My spirit shouted
Let all your fear
And hate be diverted.

Into a weapon
As sharp as a blade
That will cut life
Instantly without fade.

“Stand up and fight,”
My soul screamed
The battle is not over,
Or so it seemed

One more minute
And twelve more rounds
A one-way ticket to pain
Is where I am bound.