Ares the Quarterback

Friday night lights God of war in sight Ball in his hand This field is his land The God of war Is a common folklore But on the field He becomes very much real The opposing team tenses As he breaks through their defenses Their faces turn to frowns As Ares makes the final touchdown Nobody liked to play the game If every time its the same They will never win For it would be considered a sin So they go home, attitudes poor Because they faced the God of war