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Sliding Doors

Mark Thomas

Thursday, December 1st, 2005

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Born to the tenements
Played ball in the street
Had fire in his belly
Pure magic in his feet

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 With boys in the park
He was always the star
Scouts on the touchline
Deemed he would go far

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 His body a temple
His sport was his life
A house in the country
With his beautiful wife

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 A glittering career
The pride of his team
Worshipped by many
Lived out the dream

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Never fazed or affected
By the trappings of fame
In retirement, respected
Ambassador of the game

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 ——————————-

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Born to the tenements
Played ball in the street
Had fire in his belly
Pure magic in his feet

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 With boys in the park
He was always the star
Scouts on the touchline
Deemed he would go far

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 Young and carefree
With money to burn
Pop star good looks
Another girl at each turn

10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 Success was all too easy
Fulfilment never came
Drink became his demon
No victory in this game

11 Leave a comment on verse 11 0 Solace from a bottle
His only trusted friend
The classic fallen idol
Met a sad and lonely end

Notes

Inspired by the theme of the movie “Sliding Doors” and the untimely death of George Best.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/sliding-doors/