Last Courage

AROUND THE RING

LAST COURAGE

I had two staffs-

Strength and pride-

To bolster me,

One at each side.

But not from aid

That either gave

Do I still walk

Erect and brave.

A thrust of violence,

Born of fear,

Benevolently

Drove a spear

Through my bereaved

Ego, and

The haft of it

Is in my hand.

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