Fight by Gary R. Hess
This poem is a metaphor about how we must continue to fight the problems we face in the United States within the political system and for everything we feel is wrong in the world today. If we continue fighting, victory will come.
Category: American poems Fight Serious anxiety flowing Crashing through my mind Blood rushing through my veins Muscles tightening upon compression The moment is soon to come Where losers will not win The masks come off from posers And winners show their skills The death of one has come quickly Another soon to fall The abilities matched between us Strength, quickness, stamina Just the same I choose the weapon I know best To fight off the evil souls Outnumbering my foolish hatred They strike quickly This moment of oppression Only seen by some It's the time to attack My weapon swung but too soon They move quickly to retaliate My arm struck, bleeding My opponent strong but still foolish I use my mind to strike back Weakening their hope to win Seeing the passion within my eyes They settle into fear Victory will soon come Victory will soon come
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