This poem I wrote when I was returning from a Taekwondo Tournament in Costarica.I lost ... |
How much are you willing to give? Is it absolutely worth it? All those things sacrificed The time spent training ….not with her The endless times without food And how about pain, Have u had enough? A masoquist that is what I am Who instead of enjoying food, starves himself Only to qualify Here comes the other one …. Just as furious as me Both thinking someone has to pay for this The when we tear each other apart Blood fill my nose, my hogu, my belt my soul In a blink of an eye, I was struck …. Twice Did I turn down enjoyable evening of jogging for this? Did I miss those times that make up your childhood for this...? For a bloody nose? Now I’m laying on the floor, I barely can think A week has passed vacations are over Now I return to my sacrifice If it is all pain …. WHY DO I COMEBACK? Is it my patriotism? Is it the love for the sport? For my family? I am sure of only one thing…. I am going to give it all I got IM GOING TO WORK MY 400% Im going to destroy all barriers, all obstacles Here I am where it all began….. Training and practicing till pe |