And in this arena I lay
And stand again.
Face dust-covered
Sweat like rivers
Heart pounding.
Waiting again to be laid down
(Knocked down)
And stand again.
Tears wipe flesh clean
Rivers flash below my eyes.
To stand
And stand
Not for worthy cause-
No.
But to stay down-
The unthinkable attraction.
So I stand
And fight
And fall
Always remembering
This is not the only arena.