I mourn for Manchester City, my team:
Thrashed by Arsenal, five-nil
Yesterday at ….field;
I forget the playground’s name!
Thrashed by Arsenal, five-nil
Yesterday at ….field;
I forget the playground’s name!
I mourn for Man-change-a-city, my city:
Cracking in arsenal, tens dead
Everyday at African….field;
Hard to remember all these names!
Perhaps it is the referee:
Unfair- unfairly picked,
Rigging the goals;
Wait and see, Next game we’ll show’em!
Cracking in arsenal, tens dead
Everyday at African….field;
Hard to remember all these names!
Perhaps it is the referee:
Unfair- unfairly picked,
Rigging the goals;
Wait and see, Next game we’ll show’em!
*Poem was first published on another blog: Our Words, Our Voices
Langat Japeth is a poet and Editor. Follow him on Facebook.
