The Art of Martial Arts
Martial arts come in many forms
They’d studied the animals until dawn
With style and grace they master their art
From dusk till dawn they train from the heart
Fluid and free they move like water
Practicing moves that could slaughter
A highly skilled philosophy
Moving with elegance, such as tai chi
The wind you don’t see, it’s just the effect
Using their chi, with the greatest respect
Ready for action at lightning speeds
They deliver a blow with complete accuracy
Their knowledge of every meridian point
They flexibly, challenge every joint
Toning their body’s to live their dream
Kung Fu masters these ones supreme
With speed and timing precise as can be
Their talents are raw, quick and deadly
Balanced, controlled and complete in mind
These the grand masters of ancient time
One full of wisdom, courage and hope
The fist of the dragon, one might boast
As these martial arts make one to reform
It’s an art in its self, a philosophy born
© Copyright 24 January 2014
K.C. Leake
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