Fists of Valor

In the ring, two warriors face their inner strength, Their fists, a testament to the battles they've known. With every punch, a story unfolds of trials and might, A dance of wills, where only the strongest take flight. The crowd watches, a sea of faces, a blur of sound, As the fighters give their all, their hearts unbound. The light above, a beacon, shines down on the fray, Illuminating the path, through the darkness of the day. Their sweat and toil, a badge of honor they wear, A symbol of the fire that burns, and the will that's rare. In this arena, they find their inner voice, A call to rise above, to make their spirit rejoice. The art of combat, a test of will and might, A journey through the self, where true strength takes flight.