Your essence is in,

The violence of your breaths,

Forced from your lungs,

The pound of your heart,

Tight within your chest.

The confidence of your fist,

Ready to meet its mark.

The cry released from your mouth,

Pure energy in sound.

You are the spirit of a man,

 And you face the battle as a warrior.

I can hardly stand to watch,

I can hardly look away.