Though passionately competitive, soccer can be a means of fostering mutual respect between people. A football is a small sphere, so is the world in its cosmic context; let's enjoy them both while we can!


League of Nations

I patrol a small outpost,
Pacing up and down,
Clapping my hands,
Marking my territory
With the heel of my boot.

I look out for our rivals
Across no-man's land,
They are out there,
Exercising and shouting,
Taunting me with reminders
Of past defeats, humiliating blunders.

But I am not alone,
I have comrades,
Brothers who are on my side,
Waiting, like me, for the shrill
Whistle to blow,
For the action to begin.

We line up for roll-call:

Bob

Guido

Frederick

Ali

Moshe

Hans

Pierre

Jason

Ju-jing

Marco

Dimitri


We huddle together, sing a patriotic song to calm our nerves;
Our captain tells us to take up our positions,
I go back back to my little outpost, flag in hand,
My hands sweat in my oversized gloves
But I don't care for I have the world at my fingertips,
The world is a football.



Chris Fernie, 2009




Poetry by Chris Fernie
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Written on 2009-06-09 at 10:05

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Esti D-G The PoetBay support member heart!
Global football - that's the answer to world peace!
Bookmarked - This is a truly beautiful poem about football and people.
luestix
2009-06-09