poetry in motion

I seek peace in toughness

I discover tranquility in controlled violence

I find joy and satisfaction from fatigue and perspiration

I am driven by my pursuit of strength and resilience

I realise my true self in the midst of action and training

I uncover solitude in chaos, isolation within mess.

I experience solace in aggression

I draw inspiration from iron will

I see poetry in motion inside the ring

I enjoy overcoming pain and tiredness, overcoming myself and ultimately my enemy.

Every punch unleashed, every step taken, every jab thrown, every target hit, I am embracing my passion

Every practice, every drill, every run, every breath, every drop of sweat, I am augmenting my ability and elevating my confidence

Every now and then, I know I will face challenges from everyone else. But everywhere, everytime, I will remind myself that I must be every bit ready.

I am spurred by vengeance

I am motivated by revenge

I am haunted by the past, now I'm out to hunt and haunt

I am fueled by the chance to prove my doubters wrong

I am roused by the opportunity to demonstrate my worth

I am excited by the possibility of destroying my adversaries

I thrive on others' scorn and disrespect of me, past, present or future

I flourish under rage and frustration

I am not going to be beaten down

It is time to stand up and deliver

It is time to work hard and push self

It is time to flex my capability

It is time to clamp down the rest

The time is now. Let it never end.