Character Development

Stand up and fight,

Shy little girl,

Meek as a rabbit –

Taunted, tortured, and tormented

By their words.


Stand up and fight,

Glass doll,

Pile of shattered shards with

Cracked canyons on your face

From where your tears have dried.


Stand up and fight,


Listen to your instructor

As he teaches you

How not to wobble in your stance

And to keep your hands up.


Stand up and fight,

Black belt,

Ferocious tiger.

Look your opponent in the eyes,

Tap gloves –


And start the match.

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