Thursday, March 7, 2013

POEM: "Germany 3 - Argentina 1"

Germany 3 - Argentina 1

                                              (2006 World Cup)

This week the Germans lifted steins
As they drank to a kind of imagination
That owes a little more to cupidity
Than to the demands of extra time

I guess that tonight by a campfire
On the high plains of Argentina
Gauchos will argue the off-side rule
And if there’s such a thing as free

The wireless crackles, the boys debate
Whether a penalty may not result in death
And several sharp knives are unsheathed
In demonstration of traditional scorn

At last Andreas curves an old ball high into the dark
(Their long beef ribs were burnt mostly black)
Now the herd is slowly moving it around
And occasionally a perfect goal is scored.


© 2006 Rob Schackne

1 comment:

  1. If there's any justice in this world, Argentina should hand back to Germany their assembled asses. It would be fitting. The planets would naturally seek realignment and the birds would sing in joy. (Passions are beginning to ignite. But who said there's any justice in the world?)