Brazil Out of the World Cup

Yesterday I felt so numb

I thought Brazil would have won

But I was struck dumb

When Belgium took them down.

Goal Number 1 went to Belgium

But Brazil took the credit

Into the Brazil goal it went

But a Brazil player had headed it.

It was against the run of play

Brazil was in command

But just an unfortunate own goal

And that upset Brazil’s plan.

Brazil began to storm back

But again against the run of play

A Belgium player took a long shot

It just wasn’t Brazil’s day.

Two down within the first half

I was frozen like a rock

Two goals in under 30 minutes

For me that was a shock.

Brazil was out of the World Cup

I could not believe my eyes

I told myself I must be dreaming

But it was Brazil’s demise.

I am back to myself now

But I will always back Brazil,

Even though they flattered to deceive

I am in their corner still.

One goal conceded up to that point

And were never once behind

But they couldn’t find their way back

When it happened this first time.

Belgium appeared much stronger

Their players were certainly bigger,

They muscled Brazil out of the cup

It isn’t funny; don’t snigger.

  

I hope the cup goes to a first timer

To a team that never won it before

A Belgium and Croatia final

Would definitely settle that score.

So Belgium to beat France

That is my hope

And Croatia to beat England

I trust Croatia can cope.

A Belgium and Croatia final

With Croatia edging Belgium out

Would make up for Brazil’s loss

And still give me a reason to shout.

Stewart Russell © July 2018

Partial Pothole Patching

 

I know we complain a lot

And often with just reason

But for a long time now

We’ve endured pothole season.

We know that they are many

There are all over the place,

I have seen no favouritism

No not even a political trace.

There are close to big-up places

On the ABC highway as well,

Even VIP’s are suffering

As I have heard a few of them tell.

But perhaps someone is saying

“Tell us something new,

Enough of the pothole problem

Enough of the pothole blues.”

 

At least they’re trying to patch them

Let’s give them a chance

And if you can’t handle it

Take a trip to France.

Perhaps then you’ll appreciate

What we have ‘bout here,

Barbados is not the worst

Of that you should have no fear.

Some are too critical

And they never see the gains,

They complain when it’s sunny

And they fret up about the rain.

There is no pleasing them

Because they are too fretful,

Regardless of how good it gets

They will still be miserable.”

Please, please, give me a break,

Potholes is not my issue,

Just stop passing judgment

And with you I’ll share my view.

  

I have noticed here of lately

An interesting phenomenon,

It is how the road works people

Treat to the pothole problem.

 

I can see some effort

For that I give them praise

But there is a peculiar matter

That I cannot help but raise.

You are driving along a road

And it’s relatively smooth

Then all of a sudden

The car drops into a groove.

    

You notice the holes are patched

Except for one or two,

Do not tell me it’s an oversight

Its size must bring it into view.

This is a regular occurrence

Like there’s a special purpose,

The only one I can see, however

Is that we like to hear a fuss.

This partial pothole patching

Is certainly something new,

I have never seen it like this before

And I know you know that too.

Next time you drop in a hole

Stop and check around you

And if you see the road is patched

You’ll see what I said is true.

Stewart Russell © March 2018