Gladiator, his soul drips out of self-made sweat.
Nietzsche's Übermensch, he.
See him run, to destroy the status quo of mere feet.
Against a warrior etched by The Gods.
Not blessed by Zeus, unlike the other.
Mortal, like you and I. Fallible too.
A human born in the womb of Will.
In a little Spanish island by the sea.
His left shoe, designed by Nike.
That Greek goddess of victory.
His only divine grace.
It screams, what he personifies -
Vamos.
Oh, this evolutionary leap.
Mortal like you and I. Fallible too.
A human born in the womb of Will.
In a little Spanish island by the sea.
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