Spare me some love, Fidelis—
the way a beggar spares a coin
from the hand of a saint,
or rain spares one roof
while drowning the village.
Give me what you have left
after you have fed the wolves,
after your heart has paid its taxes
to every stranger
who called it home.
I do not ask for the moon.
It has disappointed me enough—
always hanging above the ruins
like a witness too beautiful
to testify.
Give me a cup of your silence.
I have learned to drink from empty things.
I have kissed the rim of absence
until my lips forgot
what warmth was supposed to mean.
Spare me some love, Fidelis—
not all of it.
Only what remains
when the house is quiet,
and the last door closes.
The last few days have been tough
with the weight of life getting heavy
and hearing that the world lost one of the
most special and kindest entertainers to ever
live, she gave so much of herself, her wealth,
her words, and her heart throughout her life
You will be missed, Dolly Parton!
You left the world a better place than you found it,
you touched more lives than you could count,
you gave the world your beautiful words and
you gave ME the desire to be a better person,
AFTER my cup of Ambition, that is!
Once in four years
no matter how far
all the nations gather
regardless of borders
inside the stadiums
painted in different colors
chants heard from every corner
football lovers of all kinds
celebrating history being made
players from the best teams
from all across the world
Forty-eight in number
playing for the cup
match after match
Right on this field
Dreams will be shattered
Hardwork will be rewarded
Talent will be showcased
Once the whistle blows,
Fate will be decided
All will go home
One will bring it home
most of all,
this world cup is a farewell
to all our heroes
who will play well with all their heart
one last time
giving us memories to last forever
so when the game is over
no matter who wins
We will all bleed from our eyes
for all the legends
we will lose tonight
Cancer
Terror invades every atom of my being
Eyes darting aimlessly
Flickering left to right
Looking for an escape
Praying for an escape
Knowing there is no escape
Cancer
Words carry pain
Words can hurt
But it is not just a word
Its an oily black slinking entity
It’s hunger is massive
It’s appetite eternal
I stand by helpless as this unseen criminal
Steals the future we thought was promised
I watch it devour half of my heart and soul
Masticating our laughter
Guzzling our tears
I am angry
I am enraged
How dare you leave me
How dare you take him from me
By strength of will alone
I want to hold you fiercely
And refuse the afterlife its prize
You look at me
That now familiar weary sadness has settled on your face
Yet for the briefest of moments
Humor twinkles in your hazel eyes
If anybody can do it
It would be you Opie
I smile through a veil of tears
I bury my face into your ravaged chest
And sob
WANTED PHOTO OP
MEDIA SAYS NO.
TRUMP IMAGE WE CHOP
48 teams started the journey
All hoping to go far in the tourney
But one by one they were sent home
Soon 2 will be left to battle for the throne
France has booked their ticket once again
Only to face the formidable Spain
Its a semifinal sure to thrill
As both teams show their skill
England and Norway will vie for a semi-final spot today
Will the 'Vikings 'the '3 Lions' slay?
Argentina and Switzerland will also battle for a spot
Argentina is sure to come out on top
demise of the pharaohs — somewhat Messi
WAS CINDERELLA
RUINED BY THE BIG FELLA
ENDS UP JUST SMELLA
Americans won't be competing for the World Cup anymore.
The boys from Belgium sent them right out the door.
The red, white, and blue, were done in by the red, yellow, and black.
The Belgians sported a very potent offensive attack.
Yes, the final score was Belgium 4, USA 1.
The home grown guys were certainly undone.
Some American soccer fans may be shedding tears.
Their team has to wait for another four years.
RED CARD IT IS NOT
THAT IS WHAT DONALD TRUMP THOUGHT
DID NOT HELP A LOT
The Federation of International Football Associations, or FIFA,
will never ever be accused of being "Antifa",
but their recent actions should be anathema,
because it now stands for "Federation Indiscreetly Favoring America"!
Here’s a digest of one morning
Church bells rang and woke me up
Thanks for missing of the dawning
For a coffee in my cup
For the watering of flowers
For the skies so high and blue
But for the upcoming hours
Of a day without you
I’ve no thanks, so sorry darling
It’s just morning over here
The young day began its rolling
Towards every little fear..
Morocco inflicts heartbreak on Netherlands
Oranje sent home packing after knockout
Round of 32 drama didn’t disappoint
Overcome by emotion — both sides
Cody Gakpo scores opening goal pointing to heaven
Chaotic 3-2 penalty shootout leaves Saibari shirtless
Onto the round of 16 showdown with Canada
I dyed my hair
it sticks straight up like a tooth pick
but maybe bushier
because it is thick
my friends don’t care
we share a cup
a toast, a cheer,
we enjoy our sup
Has anyone else had as great a day?
My cowlicks stand up in a resolute way
They are like horns, one of my friends says with glee.
How can this woman be friends with me?
CANADA SIX NIL
CANADIANS IN A THRILL
GO FURTHER WE WILL
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