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The mirrors are now flush with a fog,
the air grows hot from the bodies
that move about the mat like acrobats,
swimming through the guards and grips
of their opponents’ limbs
as I sit back and admire
another training session
at the monster gym.
Sometimes I think, not too often
(but occasionally) and I wonder
where would I be if I had not been here-
for the last two and half years of my life?
What kind of person would I be
had I not met all these different personalities
who have wandered in and out those doors
both day and night?
For some this place is an escape
but for me it’s become a way of life.
Dec 19, 2016
Dec 19, 2016 at 5:53 PM UTC
These are my people
And these mats are our home.
We connected through the passion
Embedded in our bones.
Everyday we’re here
We’re renewed on our mats.
Theres sweat, tears, and blood on our Gis,
On our rash guards and spats.
We strive to train hard
And always remember
This family we’ve created
We’ll never surrender.
-ARI
Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 1:25 PM UTC
A valiant attempt.
G o g o
p l
a t a
.
Failed
But still flash
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k
a.
Slap,
Bump,
Roll.
MORE!
Until I'm
D e a d
O n t h e
F l o o r.
Sep 5, 2014
Sep 5, 2014 at 9:43 AM UTC