Still you retreat? My metaphor, my choice.
I pull myself away from what I knew,
Thesauri of failure. Battles I withdrew
Fill books I should have burnt. The voice
I love you will not give. Adrenalin
Obviates coffee. A loss is still a win,
A powerful draw. Signal me to go,
Refute completely what I think I know,
I'll go, shattered, stronger. Years on, old and lax
Of faculty, I'll mumble nonsense to a nurse
Testing my maths for biscuits...
                                                Let us dance
A stronger step - do not any more rehearse -
The stage, the audience awaits. Come, take my hand;
My city will fall to the least of your attacks
And sunshine shall we fling across the land,
And freedom-granted crowds rejoice as we advance.