The Pride
Listen to the music of our country
Pride
The adrenaline
It starts with a kick
Tick tock
Tick tock
We fight
We pass
We fall
She runs
She kicks
The black and white.
I save.
Tick tock
Tick tock
A step
Two steps
Kick!
Repeat!
Black and white
blurred.
And back into my gloves again.
I judge.
I feel.
I save.
“Help me!
The clock ticked!”
Tick tock
Tick tock
A step
Two steps
Kick!
Repeat!
We run.
We kick.
We score.
The clock stops.
The silence of victory.
Pride.
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