Gold Medal

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This poem describes how I won my first gold medal at a BJJ tournament. I hope you like it, and please comment! I will personally read and respond to all comments.

Submitted: July 03, 2014

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Submitted: July 03, 2014



My first gold medal

Two men left standing.
After three hours, two men remain,
but one gladiator will win the glory.
I eyed the other competitor,
unease growing in my gut.
Blood pounded my ears,
and I chewed my mouthguard
in angst.

I knew this was the moment.
The last fight.
The final showdown.
The moment of truth.
Somewhere faroff
a whistle blows.

Time stops, but when it resumes,
we're already grappling for control.
Weeks of training,
back breaking toil,
all come down to this.
This is what and why I do.

My ears ring as I'm taken to the floor.
But he's in my ground now.
Like a coiled viper
my legs pounced around his neck.

Then I realized-
I did it. 
He taps fervently.
I raise my fists. 

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