Olabosoye Wemimo Olaoluwa Poet Rhyme

A true fan of Arsenal

I wondered how that I could beat at my chest
It has been the worst season ever
A long lost winning, I had less goals to contest
Maybe form isn't in shape but losses have grown me fever
I believed in Arteta, a man of sparkling tactics
Though to Arsenal's favor, we aren't good by statistics

Ridwan scared me to death of his gut
Why would I watch the match?
I would rather stay quiet in my hut
And later ask of the result to save head scratch 
It broke my darling precious heart
The one I have learn of Arsenal tore apart

I walked toward shadows so dim
I remembered how true our winning chance is
It definitely make me glimpse of how slim
And how Chelsea would win at ease 
A lover, not a hater, yet I questioned my eyes
Will you watch this and be cool in guise?

I barely glance the big black book
The past slipped into a lot of dews 
History has on our neck its tight hook
Barely did I read of any good news
Until I pushed it all away and stand fit
To stay come what may and never quit

In anger we were booed  of deceitful act 
But VAR clarified it isn't like that wasn't enough 
Lacazette scored to make it worse intact
And we hope for the better through the tough
I packaged the fearful joy of my heart
Tightly and drove it in a secret noisy cart 

A beautiful kick beautify my suspense
Complimented the patient stance
As Zhaka let his wonderful kick condense
A worrying heart playing part at distance
So some started walking away in anger
Most are the old, some young and few younger 

I was at a crucial moment as I cried 
I nearly cursed some reasoning 
Fans cursing players though all tried
Understandable, the play got deepening
If not the essence of test, what is life?
When one side enjoys winning and laugh

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