Brazil Vs. Chili Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Brazil vs. Chili

Just like you
To TV I'm glued
You watch ball
I play with the time

I swim
Swim deep
It is a hill, steep
They are known, three

Portugal
Then Spain
An English game

I see them
In boats, waves
On water getting lost
Sick, hungry; and are pale

And at last
They claim victory
Land of Mayas and Incas

Now after
Centuries' loot-killing
Ball and game from English

"We lost lives
We lost wealth and culture
But not guts, not in full anyway

Lost our names
We carry your systems
Hungry but still, firm strong,
We keep fight using a silver sword,
Bloody we kicked out Portugal and Spain,
The founder, England also out; we forced you,
Thank you for making; we are husks, know hardship."