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Boro

Khadim Hussain

Friday, January 14th, 2011

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 On the banks of river Tees
Business of foresight,
Coal port did decree.
Discovery of iron ore in the Cleveland Hills,
An ironopolis grew.
‘Erimus’ – ‘We shall be’
The motto of the founding fathers,
True and forever,
Like the steel river.
Our tripe supper,
Businessmen good and true
Saw the need for a football team
Of true grit
For the men of steel river
To support.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The era of true players
Who gave their all for the game –
Is gone.
Now we have players
Who want bags, fast cars and celebrity lives,
Party nights away with other blokes’ wives.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 After 90 minutes,
They show less resilience
Than my 85 year old granny,
Their glass legs shatter
And run around like headless chickens
Points lost
Like water from sieve,
Even against a team
From League Division Two.

Notes

Written after Boro’s defeat in the F.A. Cup against Burton.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/boro/