This poem is dedicated to worldwide football fans. <br /> <br />Your left foot had the power <br />Of a great painter’s brush, <br />You made the football <br />To talk to your <br />Body’s changing moves. <br />Defenders all over the world <br />Tried to scare you, tackle you, fowl you, <br />Could they snatch your external body part, <br />A football? <br />You moved like a white lighting <br />In the dark cloud of opponent's defense; <br />Other strikers saw opponent's goal post, <br />You aimed to shoot there, <br />There was one word that fed you <br />In your entire football career – <br />Goal, goal, goal. <br />Not only Argentine fans <br />But football lovers worldwide <br />Were crazy because of you, <br />You were crazy for them, too. <br />You risked and sacrificed your body <br />For the enjoyment of millions of fans <br />Who saw unarguably best skills of <br />Dribbling and body movement <br />In entire football arena. <br />Some say, you are the football God, <br />Some say, you are the prince of football, <br />I say, you are a tiger <br />In white and Indigo stripes...<br /><br />Biswajit Ganguly<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/maradona-maradona-maradona/
