The Red Jersey

You’re as red as blood
as black as midnight when the stars go away from the day then you come out to play.

Boots smacking, fans screaming, soccer ball whooshing through the air.
Balls being punched
whistle blows and it’s all over.
Five minutes later it starts again
as quick as ever it’s all over.

The devil resembles your name
the trophy resembles your game.
Scoring, skilling, stalling,
running down the wing.
As slick as water as tough as God and as old as time.

Given to me when I was little
Happy and warm
From my team that is my everything
Red jersey.