fifa world cup - this month <br />where eyes will grovel <br />all over Brazilian fields <br />twisting and turning <br />doing their bossa nova <br />on legs, and things that make those legs <br />a winner of one nation's pride <br />a green bed where everything is <br />judged on scores of balls that jump, <br />careen, dribble, twist, turn, and fly <br />with the estatic roar that either <br />makes or breaks one's heart <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />- - - - - - - - - - <br /> <br /> <br />Fifa World Cup <br />my heart dribbles, shoots, jumps <br />like a ball <br /> <br />Fifa World Cup <br />my heart is <br />the goal post <br /> <br />Fifa World Cup <br />the men, the goal, the roar <br />jeers and tears <br /> <br />Fifa World Cup <br />the soar, the goal, the roar <br />jeers and tears <br />bet-ters, footballers <br /> <br />The Poem <br />- <br /> <br />fun to watch <br />men's patriotism <br />once treading <br />over war fields <br />where tearing up <br />innocent children <br />and families are <br />worthwhile goals <br />is now confined <br />to the football field <br /> <br />national anthem <br />in deafening roars, <br />flags flashing in burst <br />of human typhoons <br />boys' fighting tears <br />for brothers' losses <br />old men's struggle <br />to be part of the fun and <br />worthier cause that <br />had eluded them <br />every victory a notch up <br />in international standing <br />a million lives in war wont buy <br />every goal magnified in <br />admiration and respect <br />in eyes of billions <br />war is a dirty word <br />and football <br />all men's balls and dream<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/all-men-s-dream-fifa-world-cup/
