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Friday - Droppin' Wisdom

Resist And Defend The lights go up, I step into the ring. Ready and waiting, I listen for the ding. I am as prepared as I'm ever gonna be. Ready to face that which opposes me. The crowd reacts, my opponent steps in. He's got that evil sneering grin on his chin. I'll beat this one, just as I beat all the rest. When it comes down to it, I am the best. Hearts beating rapidly, Adrenalin high. The sweat from my brow, stinging my eye. Reflect on my training. Clear the checklist. My weapons are ready, as I make a fist. Rules of engagement, depend on the battle. This time, there are none, I'm going full throttle. Believe me when I say, you're head's gonna rattle. Knocked back to infancy, now go suck your bottle. [Chorus] Born into combat, Resist and Defend. Fighting these battles, again and again. How long will I struggle? Is their an end? Am I my enemy? Or am I my friend. The lights go out, another blow to the head. If this keeps up, I'm gonna end up dead. He keeps getting in, penetrating my gaurd. I get a few shots in, and I get knocked down hard. The crowd is hysteric, anticipating the kill. But I won't let a drop of my blood spill. I duck down low, just missing a swing. Come back up, and make his head ring. The collision of energy, absorbed through the pain. The Destructive velocity. A deadly aim. No more refraining, I must end this. Now I finally see who my true enemy is. Rules of engagement, depend on the war. But how do you prepare for a war with your core. I am my worst enemy, I can no longer ignore. I fight with myself, like no fight before. Born into combat, Resist and Defend. Fighting these battles, again and again. How long will I struggle? Is their an end? Am I my enemy? Or am I my friend. Written by: Michael Taylor © Feb. 8th, 2020


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December 23rd 2020  

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