delight

∴ we travel in darkness, fierce and lean
kicks that could shatter, fists like steel beams |
a dozen black belts, bodies honed for the fray
training every night, and into the day

we bend, we break, we sweat, we bleed
a collective force, relentless in speed
the city is calling, the clash on the way
but something’s amiss as we move through the day |

a tune in the distance, a familiar sound
a melody catchy, a rhythm profound
and then, in an instant, we’re lost in the air
as Daydream Believer swirls everywhere

each note a punch, each chord a thump
our muscles falter, we feel like we’re chumps
our chi is shattered, our focus undone
by music more lethal than any blow swung

“cheer up, sleepy Jean!” the chorus does ring
and we crumble, defeated, by that earworm’s sting
our power dissolves, our fury is spun
as we sing to the music, too weak to run

now here we are, once macho, now torn
by Daydream Believer, our pride, we mourn
for no matter how strong, no matter how tough
sometimes an old pop song is just too much

delight in the chaos, this unexpected fun
for no battle fought was ever quite won ∴