Fist of Courage
Reflection
In the ring, she stands tall and strong,
Her fists clenched, her spirit unbroken.
A warrior's gaze, a heart aflame,
She faces challenges, she overcomes the pain.
With every punch, she claims her ground,
Her determination, a beacon all around.
The light shines bright, upon her face,
A symbol of hope, in a world of strife and space.
Her journey's not easy, but she perseveres,
Through sweat and tears, she conquers her fears.
And when the battle's done, and the fight is won,
She stands victorious, her spirit has just begun.
To rise above, to shine so bright,
A true champion, in the dark of night.
Her story's told, in the lines on her face,
A testament to her unyielding pace.