Undefeated
Undefeated before the cheering crowds,
colors of green,white and red...
a flag that signifies glorious moments
when the fear of losing
conflicted with the joy of winning;
it took a tremendous courage and an iron will
to put up that fierce fight...
frightened eyes invoking a living God
who looked into the praying heart,
to grant the wish to that silent voice!
Undefeated by the opponent
who committed an act of villainy...
to justify his belligerence,
but there's nothing
like a long-waited victory...
to hail a triumph with gallantry
and revel at something
that almost vanished!
The merry-making voices
of flag-waving fans...
celebrating in crowded piazzas
all over a jubilant Italy
and other countries around the globe,
resuscitated a sentiment so deep and mellow
that was lost for twenty-four years...
to spark, in their blood ,a flame of joy!
Undefeated by predictions
of malevolent -wishers
who clung to pessimism
to repress altruism;
joyful eyes drenched in tears,
there they proudly stand:
the exultant champions...
recognized by a stunnned world!!
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2006
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