africa 2010

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The English watched the leaves hover in the mid summer air
And saw the wailing wind send a sad message to the England team.
Now that the three lions had dragged their tired feet home,
Where would Cappello bury his blue tie and black suit?

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 War after war… This one was against Germany.
Where were Bobby Moore, Bobby Charlton and Geoff Hurst?
Nineteen sixty six had melted like the ice in London,
Now, two thousand ten vanished to soon into the vortex of darkness.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Fearewell Rooney and Upson, good night Gerrard and James!
The trophy would be in someone’s dream,
And the medals would be hung somewhere else in this galaxy.
England would, now, live to remember that day till the next generation.



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Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/africa-2010/