War for Peace

You have selflessly taken seat in command
Seeing light in a wreck you sought to salvage
Keeping a tight house, calm wit, and firm hand
You speak of a state where anger does not ravage

We take reverence in how you want us to move
Responding in tune to a ruthless, guiding touch
You teach our past should not push us to prove
Cause for you
No act was ever devastating enough

It is a short cry I release, meeting the end of your strength and will
You survived what most could not and did not succumb to the kill
The hate that has festered in such small offenses
Proves me a child in the presence of your defenses

Tensions pace within but quickly they fade
Dissipate when the swings come in blurring
Angry shapes
Tirades of hands legs and the occasional pin
But in this ring only pain will ensure a true win

Tearing at my walls, you tell me to focus my anger
Listen to the music turning worlds into ember
Amber in color
Red
Then blue in the center
Tearing me apart
A 30 second dismember

But as I lie on the wet
Expanding floor
Drenched with sweat
Sighing out, 'No more!'

Here
You tell me a story of your growing years
Soothing out my shame and the welling tears
So I get my pussy ass up to weakly fight again
Hands already up, you wearing an expectant grin
They were all incompatible, but on this day
I can say
There has never been one quite like you, Sensei.