“Football is a space, a mindset, a type of freedom. My heart races as I watch the ball go between and through legs. Under and over the ball goes.
The movement so slow, a movement so fast. Under and over the ball goes. It makes my heart race. It sends electric waves of excitement throughout my body.
Football is the game that brings people, and cultures together.
Familiar faces, foreign faces. One in one we love football.
One heart, one ball, one love. “
About the Creator
Nana M. Singehebhuye
I am a free-spirited Writer. I let my pen write its own story.
I allow my mind to express its most deep inner thoughts.
Passion and ambition flow within me like a river.
That’s what makes my writing special.
Writing is my SUPERPOWER.
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Ah! I also wrote about a football poetry on vocal. This piece is also brilliant.