I was inspired to write this because I love football.
Lying in its bed
Known as the football bag,
The helmet awakens
To the blistering sun’s waves,
It is made up of slashes
Of white, green, yellow and black,
Underneath lies its face
Made of slick metal bars
Some dented,
These are the wounds
Suffered during
The harsh conditions
On the front line
(of scrimmage)
The helmet’s face
Is perfectly designed
And prepared
To defend the man behind it
The chin strap serves as an anchor,
Holding the helmet in place,
Making sure everything
Is in check
Like a flight crew,
When the helmet is securely fastened,
It shows absolutely no fear
And no emotion,
Because it has no brain
Deep behind it’s plastic skull
Is a soft air filled cushion
Stained yellow
From the sweat of the
Player who dwells inside.
The helmet gladly protects
It is a volunteer soldier
Just like its allies
The shoulder pad, the hip pad,
Thigh pad and the knee pad,
They will protect their leader…
The player
But the helmet is different,
Because a player
Can live without an arm, or a leg
But he needs a head to survive
Now the helmet may rest until
Next Sunday it must go to war again…
Lying in its bed
Known as the football bag,
The helmet awakens
To the blistering sun’s waves,
It is made up of slashes
Of white, green, yellow and black,
Underneath lies its face
Made of slick metal bars
Some dented,
These are the wounds
Suffered during
The harsh conditions
On the front line
(of scrimmage)
The helmet’s face
Is perfectly designed
And prepared
To defend the man behind it
The chin strap serves as an anchor,
Holding the helmet in place,
Making sure everything
Is in check
Like a flight crew,
When the helmet is securely fastened,
It shows absolutely no fear
And no emotion,
Because it has no brain
Deep behind it’s plastic skull
Is a soft air filled cushion
Stained yellow
From the sweat of the
Player who dwells inside.
The helmet gladly protects
It is a volunteer soldier
Just like its allies
The shoulder pad, the hip pad,
Thigh pad and the knee pad,
They will protect their leader…
The player
But the helmet is different,
Because a player
Can live without an arm, or a leg
But he needs a head to survive
Now the helmet may rest until
Next Sunday it must go to war again…