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GLADIATOR

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By Piol Tiek Awer

My physique,weak
My courage,tons
My opponent,strong.

 


Run,I should
Fight,I must
Win,the ultimatum.

 


Left and right I look
Back and forth I pace
Sharp and positioned, my spears
Low and guarded, my head.

 


Hurray, Hurray, they sing
He’s dangerous, I’m cautioned
You’re dead meat, he threatened
Off to the ground, he fell; dead.

 


Victory, mine.

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