Soccer Game Poem

You might think I’m just

a 15 year old boy

with brown hair

and brown eyes

But I know I am more

way more than that

not a world class mathematician or scientist

not a dog or a lion

A Soccer game

a slow moving Soccer game

when I’m frustrated

or angry

When I go home and scream

thinking about how to fix my problems

I am the team in the game with a weak strategy

no goals

incomplete passes

wanting to give up

waiting for my coach to sub me out

a new player who’s better

But when I take my break for halftime

I refresh myself

my Soccer game starts to flow

Complete passes from player to player

and a strong mindset

I become an interesting soccer game

the game everyone wants to go to

Both teams pressing hard

shots left and right

some so close to going in

I begin to go forward but turn and drop

I’m constantly running

until I run out of stamina

then I break

and that’s where the final whistle blows

I take a breath and prepare for the next game

and the next

and the next

The brown-haired, brown-eyed boy

is a Soccer game

a slow, fast, surprising Soccer game all in 90 minutes

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