Countless people glued
To a glass of moving men
The shouts and waves
The screams and chants
Cheering and adoring men of valour
Endowed with skill and agility
Elegantly protecting and honouring
The waving flag of red, gold and green
Dancing to the cheers of a moving wind
I see thousands of flags in hands
All dancing in the air
Waiting for this moment of pride
All white shirted men of the Stars
Running to the corner flag
Dancing to celebrate
It is a goal!
The Black Stars play with no par
Thousand shots off their boots
And a dozen goals take us off the hooks
I wake up in delight
To a reality of beauty and glamour
In the play of the Black Stars
The Stars will shine to the end
"Black Stars" is part five of our impromptu tribute series to the Black Stars. Though the Black Stars' run is now over, we will keep posting new poems until July 9th. If you would like to contribute a tribute poem, send it to oneghanaonevoice(at)gmail.com.
The photo is provided by Nana Kofi Acquah.
I love this...and indeed you have scored with this.
good job done bro,but do let me now when you come out with a new piece...
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