Whispers In the Dark
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Written: June 19, 2023
Liquid death drips from the heavens above,
A torrential downpour of sorrow and love.
Without cheers from onlookers who bet everything,
The stage is set for a battle, and a challenger to cling.
In the cool, cool silence, a figure emerges,
A fighter is determined; his spirit converges.
Whispers in the shadows, secrets untold,
He walks with purpose, is fearless, and is bold.
The crowd watches on, their breath held tight.
As he steps into the ring, ready to fight.
Anger was deafening, fueling his rage.
But he channeled the fury onto the stage.
With each punch and kick, he danced with grace.
Defying the odds, he showed his strength and pace.
Death flowed through him such as rain.
But he fought on, refusing to let pain restrain.
The onlookers, now captivated by his skill,
They bet everything they had, hoping he'd fulfill
Their desire for a champion, a hero to rise,
To break through the darkness and conquer the skies.
Whispers in the shadows grew louder and clear,
As the challenger pushed through every fear.
He defied the odds; he shattered the doubt.
And with each victory, the crowd began to shout.
The liquid death may have dampened his clothes.
But it couldn't extinguish the fire that arose.
Finally, the challenger emerged victorious.
A symbol of strength and resilience, glorious
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2023
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