A Fight to the Death for Show

A Fight to the Death For Show.  (Background.  I've been taking Karate for 11 years and have performed in prolly 50 tournaments nationwide...soo this is what it's like :D)

Meditating on the side as the one

Before imitates the dance of death.

With this in mind the time to shine

Primes the body for the show.

I waltz to the stage and bow

Before my seniors, their prying eyes

Follow my every flawed motion, and wait

For the first motion of the show.

Musubi-dachi before I start,

My sweat begins to erupt

The first stance is set and all

My muscles act, and then relax.

As a fluid motion swift and solid

A speeding sliding gliding rocket

The floor moves around me as my foot

Plants and hold a stance, relax.

Softly, motion is calm and form is true.

Towards the end I draw, the finishing blow

As a bolt of lightning would strike a shriek is heard

Where my fist would land the foe would fall.

Musubi-dachi as I end,

My sweat begins to fade,

I bow to front and Hast’ly leave,

I fight to the death for show.