1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 And then the salvation
Redeeming the sin
Retrieving the inherent beauty
The audacious skill
That needed no helping hand
Those flying defiant legs
Dancing through defences
To leave them floundering
Like ships lost at sea
As you and your erratic genius
Slipped noisily into hearts
And headlines
Leaving fingers free to punch
Only the sky…



taken from “Beautiful Game” (c) Parry Maguire (2004)

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/maradona/