Fighting Gladiator

A fighting gladiator

A woman of the fight

She won many wars

She won the right

Protecting the poor

Taking from the rich

She would steal a mans heart

With in an inch

Taking him off guard

She knew how to use her charms

Covering him

With her muscle torn arms

Shielding herself

Looking so hard

She used her swords of metal

To catch her enemy off guard

Tight clothing grasped her all

Men stopped and were in her honour

She had it all

She held out her hand to those

Would have nothing to give

Feeding the poor from

What ever way she could

As she walked away from battle

After battle

One day could give no more

She was taken off shore

Giving up her fight

Nothing left to give

Eyes closed in

Everything she had lived

Time had caught up with her

She was no longer

A woman of youth

Grey hair filled her head

And pain filled her bones

As she lay for the tide to

Take her away

She had done all that she could

Everyone that she helped

Had wished her on her way

As she closed her eyes

For one last time that day

The queen of the night

Had fought her last fight

Life that she had given

She made everyone else’s life

Worth living