Thank God

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The dawn raids
to get ready
the curtain raiser
the drama of the early kick off
the no. 11 emblazoned
revived on the lad’s bed
getting ready
big day
big time
for the ball boy
heroes in flesh
soon helping them take their corner
for the big fight.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The rousers
wavers and howlers to the moon
the old and new collection
the badges sewn and now strewn
over streets after noon
let the telly
get the revellery
cameras have a look
the heavy drinking christain souls
discussing religion and God’s soon to be given goal.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 40 seconds of silence
to prepare
to wait
let’s go
let go
into the melting pot
into the bellow
the seasoned protests
the raised turrets
town’s folk laugh
cheered ashes
the forgotten phoenix arise
the fire ignites
the whole place alive
their son makes his return.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Match over
will the night time glass raisers
take the empties back for consolation
or get another round in of celebrations
retracing the goal that could have been
recanting the cut and thirst of what was
football as a religion
discussions on how best to include it in the census.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Off to bed
somewhere else
the dusk curtain call
a day remembered
never forgotten
the headed goal
a hero revived
the shirt tucked away
another day
another time
kiss the badge goodnight
and thank God.



Kev – it’s Sharma not Shah. You’re right with the Mr. though.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/thank-god/