I was knocked down but not out,
it was a round, not the bout.
I regained my vision,
wiped the blood from my mouth.
My heart was still pumping,
My lungs breathing strong,
I got up to my feet,
determined to win.
My opponent came at me,
with their usual tricks,
but this time I ducked,
and dodged all of their kicks.
Into the last round,
my opponent now weak,
I landed my shot,
and knocked him dead off his feet.