Let's put our tuxedos on tonight and take our butterflies out dancing, for tomorrow is near.
We're nervous, we're nervous. How long we've been waiting for this. We see everything happen before it ever happens. We'll close our eyes while visions of greatness float around in our minds.
These are the moments we've been waiting for.
We stay up late reading books about soldiers, trying to win the wars of tomorrow.
We wish our bones were light like bird bones, so we too could fly.
Birds and Soldiers, Birds and Soldiers. We are birds and soldiers. Fully hydrated, full of carbohydrates. Full of hope that we might remember the things we've been taught.
The world is watching. The world is finally watching. Are we fast enough? Are we strong enough? The world is watching, but really all that matters is our moms and dads.
We can hear the crowd already, but is mom smiling? Is dad proud?
The ball never bounces as we expect it to, no matter how much we practice, no matter how much we pray. We'll chase our enemies with torches and one day ask god for mercy.
Our muscles got us here, but our victories will always only be found in our hearts.
I'm talking bout practice.
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Birds and soldiers and carbohydrates.
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Deleteand muscles. but mostly hearts.
"Our muscles got us here, but our victories will always only be found in our hearts. "
ReplyDeleteThis post makes me make sense of how you're both a football coach and a hard core slam poetry English teacher. Cool.