Argentina vs. Germany
Italy vs. Ukraine
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Brazil vs. France
England vs. Portugal
I don't think anyone thought Ukraine would be further
along than Spain
at this point. I know I didn't. Let's see how
unbiased the refs are
when Argentina takes on the home team. But all I'm
hoping for at this
point is better football. (and for Brazil to beat
Italy in the final)
Water and sand,
warmth hand in hand,
life and time beyond demand,
firm sturdy rock to stand.
Laughter echoing empty mosque walls,
tears hiding inside hollow false balls,
long and broken shadowy halls,
private sins which lead to great falls.
Trees and sun,
not three but one,
together victory won,
burdens light though a ton.
Rocks and ice,
fried noodles and fried rice,
unending maze of ropes requiring mice,
a drug that is simply dubbed a spice.
Sadness and pain,
unwashed by acid rain,
corruption an unblemished stain,
can't wait to leave again.
Words and not lies,
truth and not size,
longing for deep eyes,
all trapped inside the world dies.
Freedom a step away,
knowledge on public display,
but fear requires many to stay.
Too bad, goodbye I say.
Water and sand,
holding the hand,
my life your demand,
together we shall stand.
Prayers long cried,
everyday I tried,
searching - never lied.
Why? Why denied?
Moments captured in light,
darkness every night,
so often wrong, but somehow right,
once blind, now possessing sight.
A solid bet,
desires unmet,
not in store to get,
not dead yet.
Worlds I don't belong,
can't sing the song,
the choice not wrong,
trust still somehow strong.
Return unto me,
the hope that set me free,
the fire that helps me see,
the memory of nails, blood and a tree.
I see you.
You are true.
The door I enter through.
Before time you knew.
