Assignment #18;My Poem

The bright lights

under the dark sky

you see only a green glow

of the grass

You hear nothing but silence

then the sudden crack of pads and helmets colliding,

the crowd gets pumped up. 

Battle scars on the helmet

sweat on the jerseys

tears on the face of 

the losing team

the hard work pays of 

friday night under the lights. 

its football