Soccer is a maniac’s game
I felt a surge of energy,Combined oppositions all synergy?
The forces by others interrupted me.
The wind in my face kept me in place
All filled up by the crowded space.
My acquired skills immerging impart.
My individual efforts, the big start.
Whatever that may impart.
Passing the ball in an quick jerk,
My interaction a forward thrust,
A teammate kicked the ball into the net,
The opposition did not effect or denigrate.
The final victory culminate,
As the referee’s whistle gives a blastVictory for our team, at last.
Copyright © October 24, 2010 CatsMeow, all rights reserved.
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