Rachel Robinson, Jackie's wife, still alive for me
When she speaks of April 15, 1947, conversationally
The day that Jackie broke the toughest barrier
There ever was and may ever well be
The color-line barrier in MLB *
She speaks with candor
with eloquence
so refreshingly
Caught up with living in a hotel back then
with Jackie and their little baby
Yet, as she says, she somehow sensed
That both their roles that day made history
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*Major League Baseball
The top professional league in the USA
Gracious great Priest with God scored;
We welcomed wonderful priest aboard;
Where he knelt,
Was Bible Belt;
Out to see him people had poured.
Jim Horn
Father Farrell Graves from LOng Island
will be our new priest.
And he
scored....
The whole
world lit up
To herald a
hero
What a
million years
wait
To get a goal
If just one....
Guns
blazing,twitter-
trumpets
Shockwaves
boomeranging
around the
hemisphere
Hope rising
to the
depleted
How a goal
unites the
world
Like a thief
in the night
The
unexpected
goal....unites
the world
Everyone
wanted a
peek of it
The sicke
jumped out
of their bed
The old
abandoned
their
crutches
Those on
deathbed
wanted to
witness
This once in
a lifetime
Opportunity
To view this
historic
moment
History
made...
Eight years
gone
Mikel finally
bangs a goal
Now arsenal
beliefs...
After
anxious
sleeplessness
Their
barrenness
is about to
go into
extinction
The whole
world united
Cause a
man scores
a goal
If just for a
day...
A goal saved
the world
*mikel*
chelsea f.c
footballer
after he
finally gets a
premierleague
goal
*arsenal* a
football club
in England
fifteen run after an oval shaped ball
guy with a whistle has the final call
a try scored counts as five
that makes the crowd come alive
oh boy, I love it when they dive and fall
*To clear up the confusion my limerick
is about Rugby*
9th place
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Unnerving silence screams through my mind
The death of a friend, the birth of a brother
Why must the fate of yesterday’s mistakes
Taunt me and dangle reality in my face
Release your eyes and view the blunders of life
Take comfort in the sweet deceit that befalls you
The forbidden window locked and forgotten
The traces of revenge plotted to reform
Finger the lock, feel the suspense within
Peer through the passageway to things unseen
Entice your mind with unearthly obsessions
Befriend the vices that restrain you now
The sweet smell of rejection fills the air
Seeps from the door extinguishing your fire
All the while whispering with a callused cadence
Yes I love you, but it’s just too hard
To stand in front of you with a sweetly torn heart
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