They taunt us, harass us, cuss us and slap us, they big up and bully us in the aim to break us, but we rise and ride with skill and poise, to deflect and respect this opposition of void. We caress the ball on the slick pitch, we battered their mind, by being kind, by winning the game with the internal flame, inner strength defeats the defeated, I repeat, we are also from the street, we are true friends, we are winners from the heart, we played them off pitch with the noble art!!
Poetry, passages & stories inspired in 2020 by Andreas C Koutsoudis "Adversity is the bedrock of creativity and strength!... A blog for empathetic people wanting to rebel and revolt... "
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