Fist of Fire
Reflection
In the heart of the ring, where shadows dance,
A warrior stands, his spirit ablaze.
Muscles carved by time and sweat,
A testament to trials and triumphs.
His gaze, a storm of determination,
A beacon for those who dare to dream.
The red gloves, symbols of courage,
Clad in the will to rise above.
Each punch, a chapter in his story,
A tale of resilience and unyielding strength.
In his eyes, the world sees its reflection,
A mirror of hope and the human spirit.
This is not just a boxer, but a beacon,
A symbol of what we can become.
Through his journey, we find our own,
In the fire of his fist, our own resolve ignites.