You were my friend

But in this moment, you are now my enemy,

The victim to my aggression.

You see me as weak,

Maybe even your equal.

But I am so much more.

Like brick upon bone my blood sheds ache

All from your careless doing.

Do you really think you can win?

I have more pride and heart.

Anticipating you next tactic

I dodge your domenic manner

and give you blow upon blow

Pain after pain.

Sweat and blood stain my face

and begin to sting my eyes.

But I can’t stop now,

You’ve blackened my soul.

You lay there with stillness,

Your breath unequal and rigid.

With ten more beats, you are done!

The man in black and white raises my arm in achievement.

This will be known to you and everyone here.

I have won this round.