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For Whom The Ball Rolls…

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Like a drum beating
The heart between ribs thumps
And recalls its better moments
When it raced at the sight of brilliance
Upon a football pitch
Tho’ bodies dust
The names like songs
Remain the same
The teamsheet starts
With Best and Moore
Yet Heaven reserves a place
Perhaps
Upon the bench
For us all.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/for-whom-the-ball-rolls/