Ghandi of the Football Stands
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No swearing, no shouting,
no doubting the referee.
No taunting, no fighting,
the game no less exciting
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Peaceful and gentle
in a sea of aggression,
fasting from hate
in an ocean of mean.
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A goal brings a smile
while we punch the air,
a kiss when we miss
replaces despair
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with dignity, with serenity
with half-time apples and tea.
She may not meet the standard
of Mahatma Ghandi,
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no, she doesn’t fight Empire
but she makes me think
about the violence of words,
she preaches non-violence
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