Wayne Cloud

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Broken marriages, broken homes
Broken hearts and broken bones
Many are lost on such rocky terrain
Yet the media talk only of Wayne
He will heal:
The rest of us will survive forcefed bulletins
Until the vultures move on to feed on other things



I’m feeling nostalgic for times when the World Cup meant more than a glut of adverts for giant plasma TVs and cases of beer.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/wayne-cloud/