Then they, <br />With a surge of courage, <br />Shall find themselves, <br />Within the arena, <br />The beast will stand before them, <br />Weakened and bloody, <br />Its mind slurred, <br />And enraged, <br />And thoose horns shall, <br />Charge and meet the silk, <br />Which draws them through, <br />And round until, <br />The beast is tired, <br />And stands feeble, <br />And then with a glint of steel, <br />A flashing blade will strike it, <br />And the sand turn crimson, <br />The Matador stands, <br />Triumphant and victourious.<br /><br />Nick Hilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-matadors-part-ii/
