Thursday, April 3, 2008

Fight for a cause!

Into the amphitheatre
Leaving the crowds to roar
With prowess and might
he appeared, the amateur

And in came the bull
Followed by the picador
Terror struck their spine
Including the matador

But he was prepared
To face this polemy
Let alone to counter the beast
His thrust was gleamy

Performing stunts
To entertain the swarm
And the professionals
Awe struck at the charm

A tiny lapse
And the hold was gone
A moment later
He was torn

The thrust, the show and
the prowess now in vain
He sobbed, coz of the horns?No!
Hunger induced more pain!

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