the ACL

(not quite lament)

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For pleasure of more movement in the wind,

the joy of moving fast and turning quick,

on top of that the game that won't recind,

sheer strategy, and courage to the brink,

creative - bringing options fresh released,

& skilful in dependability:

these gifts are exercised, thus not deceased

through  game’s with all their physicality.

Competitive sport covers all these well,

so I would like to thank YOU - for it’s real!

But now recall it sometimes brings on hell,

with injuries that can take months to heal,

or maybe leave with loss, or lack somehow,

and that is where a bloke could today be 

if in a game of soccer with some pow’r

he ruined all that’s helpful in his knee.

And he might hope for healing yet again,

and therefore his direct pain might decrease,

but still there might be other kinds of pain

and lacks that feel like there’ll be no release.

And that is where things are for my friend Sam.

He’s thought, and still no options come to view.

I feel for him, for YaHWeH (the I Am)

hears cries and comes up close, and pers’nal, too.

And so a groan comes out, turns into prayer,

as with that deaf/mute man* they brought to him

and looking up, we speak to his leg where

it bends (or doesn’t): “Open up - that limb!

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Footnotes

n* - (Mark 7:31-37)

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