Just a joke or so it seemed,
they flew out into the night like demons or fiends
A group of many we fought upon one,
he had not a chance soon it would all be done.
Beating him down with joy and grace,
you could see the rage within our face.
Kick after kick, blow after blow,
on the ground again he goes.
As one whom stood by and did not a thing,
I had the nerve to feel no shame.
With all me strength my power and my might
I was so helpless to stop such a crazy “Fight”……….