Life As Soccer Poem by Tony Cemaluk
Life As Soccer
Life is like soccer,
You do not need rough play.
Some men win by tackling,
I win by not touching.
Do not touch dribbling,
That is my mystery.
No push, no pull,
I just pass and go.
You come to hit me,
You hit the air.
I am already gone,
Ball still with me, or passed on.
I choose my battles,
Not every foul is worth my voice.
If you want war, play alone.
If this pitch is a war zone, count me out.
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