Here I stand a normal man to the untrained eye. <br />Yet my body and mind are a weapon of great destruction. <br />Here I stand a man, who will not pick a fight. But if one is brought to me I will not break so easily. <br />With words is what I will use first, for that is my mind. <br />When words are not enough, I will use my body. <br />The elbows, will deliver the words you did not hear. <br />The fists will be so you never forget. <br />My shins hard like steel, will bring you fear so that you never mistake a normal man for being weak.<br /><br />Gary Hembree<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-science-of-eight-limbs/
