Sapphire

In a night without a single star

She was hit with a crow bar

Cold and numb, she met the mat

Dazed and lost, eyes at the net

As Four thought of Six

He thought she could take this

Newsflash: if you can’t tell

She’s no more than an empty shell

Whose shine was once taken

Whose pride was once shaken

Not a crystal, a sapphire

Always blue, a dying fire

Well, she’ll rise and get the gloves

She won’t quit with a few shoves

Back to sparring with the defense alert

So the next blow her heart can avert