Karate Mitts

With dark bloodstains
And a pool of sweat
A deadly combination
Hidden within the coal-black walls
Of my karate bag

Awaiting to be set free
Ready to attack
With power and strength
Desiring the punch, must sinks
Deep into the punching bag

SMASH!
A blow to the body
Flowing with ease
Roaring as loud as it can
The lion takes its prey

Through victory,
Through defeat
Standing side by side

Me and my karate mitts
Striding with pride