Sweat gushes from the streams on the skin
The mind starts spinning in an endless frenzy
Giving up, is that the final option?
No, there must be another way

To be here
On the holy podium
Has become a perilous journey
of blood and pain
And to be giving up
Is an enormous waste
The sacrifice that had to be taken
is too much.
The people that are counting on me
their hopes
their tears
their time
all for me
yet, giving up?
NO

My mind is set
Facing the foe is mandatory
The knowledge that is bestowed by my master
The courage bestowed by the loved ones
And the power obtained through training,
I believe,
no, I KNOW
is sufficient
is enough
for this hurdle

I wipe my sweat aside
Bury my worries with hope
Focus has become a companion of mine
Memories starts flooding my conscience
And with the might of many souls praying for me
With the promises I kept
the coup de grâce is delivered
with all the bets counting for it.

That was a reminiscence of mine
Now, I sit by the side lines
Watching my prodigy fighting out
As I have become a master
Who was once a fighter
And will always will be.