European Play-Maker

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Kids run around with the name on the back
The other team-mates can cop the flak
This idol of the masses is our saviour
Our support for him will never waver

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Hovers on the grass and leads the dance
His style is to flutter, spring and prance
This luscious green pitch is his private sphere
Only the legends can call him their peer

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 We grow our hair trying to emulate
‘Flattery is nice’ I speculate
Everyone trying to be the very same
Shadowing this star that plays a game

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 The ball being fired with an unknown strength
20, 30 yards, who cares about length?
It is safely nestled at the bottom of the net
Thanking the fans who aide and abet

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Do we make the player or does he make us?
Does he know that I’m cheering while the enemies cuss?
Does the eruption of the crowd affect as such?
Do the masses really matter that much?


Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/european-play-maker/