THE DOWNTRODDEN
There are things I wanna say
But words would fail me
Some pains I can't explain
I just have to bear it alone
I chose to man up
Bcos it doesn't matter if I speak up
Deep emotions that can make body and soul breakup
If I dont make it to the touchline
Believe me, I didn't just give up
I tried to link up
But life just me up
It is painful, the wise dies like a fool
Categories:
touchline, bereavement, life,
Form: ABC
You had one glaring chance
But only to take an early shower
When you became the pitch rascal
And sent off for a poor tackle
Your opponent went down hard
It wasn't a deliberate challenge
You were down and dejected
In despair, shocked and ejected
You didn't play to the rules
You grazed a player in the box
Who faked and dived at a crucial moment
Making you run to head-butt an opponent
You’d to feel the rough edges of things
This habit has gone on far too long
Never abided by life's game of chance
A victim of life circumstance
I saw your coach by the touchline
Cheering and clapping for you
Praying like He always did
You weren't really a dirty kid
He always gave you another chance
Yet you didn't play to His rules
So when you arrived at heaven's yard
You were shown the Eternal Red Card
Categories:
touchline, bible, christian, football, forgiveness,
Form: Narrative