He was thrown
Like a tin can
Kicked akin to a piece of slipper
Crushed beyond recognition
Left alone in a crap hole
No one showed mercy.

The sound of a fall
The groan of the wounded
The lingering agony
The smell of death
No one showed mercy.

He conquered death
Rose like an animal
Licked his own wound
From the sole of the foot
To every strand of the hair

The hurt catapulted him
Into a warrior
Wounded everyone
No one could stand against
For he showed no mercy

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