This page is for the poet that should be in all warriors. poetry is not just rhyming, it's a way to portray feelings and emotions. in martial arts speak it is; "know yourself and no thine enemy.
Some wont like it. I don't care, it's not for you, it's for those who do understand. If you have something you want to share, e-mail it to me and I will get it on the page. Sijo Bruce
IIn
a two door garage just across from the green
Lay a small pack of wolves that are vicious and mean
You can't tell at first site, they are quiet and humble
But come across them in a fight and at their feet you will
crumble
Most don't want to play because they don't play nice
Sometimes they use fists, other times they use knives
One day they are training and they hear some dumbass say
"I know how to fight" and throws a challenge their way
Now, most would be frightened, but oh no not this bunch
Their jaws drip with saliva at the sweet scent of lunch
They fight amongst themselves over who gets first dibs
Because no one wants the dried up leftovers stuck to his broken
ribs
Finally its decided and the lucky wolf is chosen
Like a deer caught in headlights, dumbass stands there frozen
With the door locked down behind, he knows he's running out of
time
Suddenly a million thoughts start racing through his mind
"Oh my god, what was I thinking, what am I doing in this place?
These psychos use these tiny gloves and nothing to protect their
face!"
"Oh my god, they are for real, I was wrong to call them out
They use no fancy art, fighting is all they are about!"
"And maybe I have a strong reverse punch which has broke a lot of
boards
And yes I have a lot of trophies won by all my fancy forms"
"But I've never applied it on a resisting person, pads is all we
hit
I'm starting to get the feeling that all these years I've been
teaching shit!"
Before he can have another thought, the hungry wolf is in his
face
Landing ferocious head-butts and elbows, spraying his blood all
over the place
The wolf howls in rage, "I'm gonna take off your fuckin' head!"
100 skip knees later, it's safe to say dumbass is dead
However, he has one final thought while the world fades to black
"I really am a DUMBASS, I never should have fucked with the
pack."
This was directed to no one particular person, just a group of
people I don't care for. You could be an instructor who hides behind his rank,
an instructor who teaches watered-down bullshit to make a pretty penny, an
instructor who claims he teaches "self-defense" but has never tested it in the
realms of full contact, or just your average Joe who thinks he's a bad ass. If
you fall into any of these categories, your days are numbered. Sooner or later
your skill will be put to the test and you will find out just like Mr. Dumbass
did that you don't know shit about fighting. Oh, and by all means, if you don't
agree with any of the above, you are more than welcome to stop by class
anytime......... We are always looking for fresh meat.
Sigung Mike Stadshaug