Ángel Rangel

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The Welsh Spaniard now flown
Elegance of a Bolivian no.2 cigar
By his boots ye shall know him
Unlike lesser kings
Who chase the white rabbit of fame
Rangel found his aelwyd hearth
Within the grace of the captain’s shirt
Like sweet swallows crossing dusty deserts
Like wild geese crossing wilder oceans
Winding their long way homeward
Birth land is no barometer or parameter of home,
Football with its riffler rasp and whetstone
Chisels dreams from a landscape not muted
Thus spoke Dylan Thomas “Under the new made clouds and happy as the heart was long”
But here in Ángel Rangel
A mint prince of Wales
The coronated royal Swan.


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Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/angel-rangel/