It’s called the world-cup
So I’m fine with the name, not Brazil cup, or American cup or Nigerian cup
It belongs to us; every one of us
It belongs to earth and all that live in it
See every match by every team, feel their pain and connect with their joy
Weather you love football or not, I can guarantee you’ll find it fun
You’ll find it fun when the die-hards do their thing; get the ball in no matter the cost
You’ll find it fun when the lame man criticizes their speed
When the blind men sing the victory song along with all the world
The game might not be fun but I bet watching your old grandfather hop across the living room will do
And more, the joy and fun will not come to you where you’re sited isolated from the people whose stupidity drives you nuts
It’s…
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