You'Re Gone! Poem by Janice M Pickett

The soccer finals were happening
and we all gathered to see
the final two teams battle it out
they arrived all filled with glee
The Ref however was related to the others
so his daughter’s team just shone
He informed our kids
'You don’t stand a chance! '
'I can tell you now” You’re Gone! '
That shook their confidence
when they saw that the others were
five giants who fought like dogs
with threats and hits not allowed
they had arms like giant logs
twice the size of our gentle team
really vicious and out for war
really big thugs that always fought mean
and a ref on their side that’s for sure
The Ref allowed the vicious attacks
and the hits and the kicks of his team
but deliberately missed three of our goals
and shattered our children’s dream
Needless to say one little girl
still managed to score 2 goals
her other 3 were not punched in
so they lost to the giants holds.
It broke my heart to see the way
those children were treated that day
and to the ref and those bullies who didn’t play fair
I only have this to say.
Sport is meant for playing
Showing spirit and having fun
not for bullying threatening and kicking
no-one cares who won.
If you play it fair you feel success
the thing for which you long
but until you learn
the meaning of 'sport'
you've lost you've failed’ YOU'RE GONE’