Like funeral clothes discarded This crimson red misery Stained with tears and fears of a faltering hope. Eleven atheletes in disarray Pacing up and down, back and forth Kicking and flicking To patch together a win Perhaps a point. Red-faced over one who has ears only For Gallic style and ideals For the beautiful game […]
Before the curtains fall And the sea is no more May my eyes behold the glory of the Lord Wash over the peoples of the earth And may the colors of his love Reveal the liberty of sons and daughters What a sight What a delight When earth is shaken And heaven’s perfections Restores the […]