Poems

POEM OF THE WEEK:

A poem for the Spanish football team

I feel your pain Spain

but you will rise again

For you're a world class team

one of the greatest of our time

But this just wasn't your time to shine

I feel your pain Spain

It was like magic to watch you playing

The skills of Torres, the goals of Villa

The class of Juan Mata

Though they only played in the one game that didn't matter

You had the world at your feet

For you looked too hot for anyone to beat

No one foresaw your defeat

But the Chile pepper was way too hot

And Dutch Robins were flying too high for you to stop

I feel your pain Spain

But all the greats fall from time to time

And though Brazil 2014 was so unkind

you will rise again

you will reign again

We feel your pain

It's a shame you're not staying

I feel your pain Spain

but you will rise again

For you're a world class team

one of the greatest of our time

But this just wasn't your time to shine

- Seon Lewis of Juan-de-Bolas

Road rage

What's with all the road rage

When did we get to this stage

Many are moving at a fast pace

Like a high-speed chase, it's a menace

Impatience and selfishness rule

Motorists are so quick to lose their cool

Driving through the red light has become a habit

At times there's no policeman to issue a ticket

Unnecessary horn blowing is done to intimidate

Then expletives are hurled for effect

Showing ignorance and disrespect

Parking and taking up two spots instead of one

Come on, this is so wrong,

Giving up one's right of way occurs every day

Prevention is better than a cure, it's true to say

Improper overtaking and excessive speeding

Often result in a rude awakening

Some won't survive to tell the tale

Better late than never, let's always remember

The road is for all of us, don't make a fuss

Let's exercise tolerance and forgiveness

By the road rules we must abide

Strive to arrive alive

- S. Dionne Phillips