When Ronaldo plays football
It seems that all four legs move
His body like a ball filled with a pump
A football machine…
Bahtiyar Hidayet
Bahtiyar Hidayet, born in 1974 in the Gazakh region of the Republic of Azerbaijan, graduated from university in 1995 and has been working as a history teacher since 1998. Wrote poetry since high school and has 4 poetry books published in Azerbaijan.
For Ronaldo
My son’s football went flat
We filled it with the neighbor’s car pump
… A car, a pump, football
Is there a connection here?
And my son’s shirt, with “Ronaldo 7” written on it
When Ronaldo plays football
It seems that all four legs move
His body like a ball filled with a pump
A football machine
A man whose legs are bigger than his body
A man like a spider
On roads where one should drive at 40
He still goes at 20
What a great speed, Ronaldo
And, moreover, he does not even get caught by the radar
This is what they call making history
Ronaldo, who still scores goals with his feet and his head
Your legs do not grow old
Your head does not grow old
And we also enjoy watching your game
But, and however, there is one problem
Assholes do not let us enjoy our lives
I am talking about the assholes who have been stuck to the chair for years
They are also the Ronaldos of power
They are your monstrous opponents
Let this be your last move in football, Ronaldo
Your last shot
Give one to the assholes stuck to the chair
Let those ass-owners get caught in the net
Not in the net of a football goal,
But in a spider’s web.
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