Undefeated
Pound and crash - hammer and smash;
Life’s brutal fist and fate’s cruel lash.
Flesh will hold sound for another round.
Bring on harsh hammer and bring on its pound!
Can’t you see that I’ll never bend knee?
I’ll writhe in the dust but never I’ll plead.
Broken and torn I’m weary and worn �?BR>There’s nothing you can inflict that cannot be borne�?/EM>
Would you care to die as I spit in your eye?
You’ve crippled this body but you don’t know I!
I’ll stand up to meet, once more on my feet;
My fist in your face as you crow my defeat.
For deep inside this bruised punished hide
There’s a voice to push all crude hurts aside.
A voice that’s behind and beyond this mind;
A voice that none but I can find.
You’ll never cease and I’ll never lie�?BR>So bring it on then - let one of us die!
There’s a voice you can’t hear and a face you can’t see -
An untouchable voice that’s forever me.
Copyright Gordon A. MacIntyre, October 2008
(Strength Challenge)
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