She steps out onto the dark stage,
her battlefield.
She looks out at the crowd,
the enemy she must conquer.

The microphone is her weapon,
she holds it tightly in a clenched fist,
like a dagger.

The music begins.

It is like a chant,
calling her to war.
She takes a deep breath,
and lets out the first note.

The enemy is silent.
They stare at her intently,
but she looks right through them.

She sings with all her heart and soul.
She puts every fiber of her being into the song.

Then it is over.
The enemy erupts into cheers and applause.
Only then does she know,
she has won this war.