The Game

Hear the Crowd roar
As they can only imagine what else is in store
The shared brilliance, the finesse, the composure, the rhythm that fills the arena with amazement
The seconds you wish you could get back when you blink, oh the excitement
It's not possible that it gets much better than this
Nothing could stop the splendid talent, not the rain, not the snow and certainly not the mist

The drums, the trumpets, the Mexican waves, if only you could experience this atmosphere
No room for mistakes and no time for fear
As the referee makes his call
And everyone's eyes are focused on the ball
It's the moment you've been training for
Almost as if you were in a war
No retreat, no surrender
As you become one on one with your defender

You fake left, then you go right
Before you know it he is out of sight
Then there comes that moment
The adrenaline, the expectation, the desire and at the end the fulfillment
As the ball and your finishing touch have met
Gracefully as you watch the ball hit the back of the net

As you and the entire arena celebrates
And your eyes settle on your teammates
And the possibility is closer of shedding a tear
Then you remember why you are there
It's not really the fame
It's because you love this game

By Romelle Burgess

The Pray

I give myself unto thee this very day

My heart, my mind, my body and my soul if I may

For you to come in and for you to stay

In my work and even my play

Take control of me in everyway

I prayer for this very moment I have that I can sit and talk to you

As you protect, bless, forgive, guide and teach me in everything I do

I ask that you do the same for my family, friends and even my worse enemy

Whoever he or she might be

And as this prayer comes to an end

As I know I can't thank you enough for being there for me my friend

I'd like to thank you for everything you have ever done and that you will continue to do

Because this place would be nothing without you

By Romelle Burgess