Gridiron Gods

Written by: Xavier Keough

Gridiron gods
Pacing in emerald-floored coliseums 
Waking wounded warriors 
Painted on sacred Sunday mornings
Grizzled generals 
Directing drives of galloping glory
Battering bastions of blitzkrieg behemoths 
Crouched in jagged lanes of motoring backs
Electric crowds
Struck by flashes of dazzling receptions  
Lightning bolts intercepted mid-sky
Abruptly grounded by crackling hits
Fourth quarter
Goal line knuckles and sacked ribs
Ruptured faces oozing pigskin sweat
As seconds scrape against the will of men