A Second Look

I.

Kicked around,

shoved to the ground.

The first time

for anything, I'm a clown.

II.

But a second look

I made sure it took

And the doubters?

Their foundations I shook.

III.

I'll be beat battered and bruised.

But dammit I'll fight this rouse.

The first shot I'm a fool

The second I will not lose.

IV.

Some call it quits

when they lose their wits

Not me,

for I'll give my opponents fits.

V.

Because giving in

is a kick in the shin.

Shake it off and keep going

and get that win.

Vl.

That's my second look

with grit and grime it took.

But keep going I will,

Until I reach the final hook.