It could have been so different
The ending might have been brighter
But life has landed a big left hook
And floored this once unbeaten fighter
Dazed and unable to recover
Could he, be saved by the bell?
Lying there prostrate on the floor
With a sad beaten story to tell
He never saw the blow coming
Though the signs were there to see
Blind to the stark reality
Of how the finish would be
Left in a heap of emotions
Bruised and bloodied lies his pride
Wishing the ground would swallow him up
But in truth he has nowhere to hide
Yet even now as he lays there
Reflecting back over the years
It should have ended so different
Than to drown. in his own pool of tears