Fists of Valor
Reflection
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.