Football Is The King Poem by Babatunde Aremu

It is not just a game
It is the king of sports
Not just an inflated round leather
It breeds life and passion
In motion or at rest
It draws attention to itself
Babies cry to caress it
Young boys love it
Beautiful girls kiss it

Football is a game of fame
It breaks barrier
Kings cherish it
Servants serve it as dinner
Nations seek for its honour
It turns the poor to noveau rich
When the game is on
Joy is released
Ammunition are buried
Strangers become friends
What a beautiful game
Now, Africa is your turn
To entertain the world