The Boxer
The Boxer
Another night of standing
Hunched over toe to toe
Of feeling punches landing
Grimacing with each blow
Covered now in blood and sweat
They wiped his beaten face
He didn’t know how he could get
Far from this odious place
He turned and searched the raucous crowd
Through bleary, swollen eyes
He heard his corner shouting loud
He felt his spirits die
For she was nowhere to be seen
This time she’d left for good
She couldn’t stand to watch his pain
She’d taken all she could
He heard the bell took one deep breath
He smacked his gloves and glared
At the man who now would beat him
In this contest of despair
The Boxer
The Boxer
Another night of standing
Hunched over toe to toe
Of feeling punches landing
Grimacing with each blow
Covered now in blood and sweat
They wiped his beaten face
He didn’t know how he could get
Far from this odious place
He turned and searched the raucous crowd
Through bleary, swollen eyes
He heard his corner shouting loud
He felt his spirits die
For she was nowhere to be seen
This time she’d left for good
She couldn’t stand to watch his pain
She’d taken all she could
He heard the bell took one deep breath
He smacked his gloves and glared
At the man who now would beat him
In this contest of despair