Aisha Nazia
# My Yellow Blasters
Updated: Jun 5, 2020

We’ll keep this antique silver for now and strive for the gold to find us.
But of all the ups and downs rare there is nothing to compare
Nothing that can replace
The hardwork, play and struggle
Though less put on pitch, my hero was the best to what he can.
I live again my happier days in thoughts that football brings and everything the past three months gave.
Every soul kicked it, yet is worshipped.
Weird ways of faith
How strange a priest it had!
It’s lived its life;
It’s played the game;
Its had its rise and fall,
There’s history in the wrinkles of every wornout football.
It’s gone the pace, and sometimes it’s been absolutely bust,
And yet was full of bounce.
Sometimes he’s broken many rules and oft has wandered out the bounds
Champions were them,
The ones who earned it hard
Out of consistency
Out of pace
Out of luck
But a day will come thats ours;
My brothers their part and so did all
The amazing panorama of jaculatory arms and legs
All the
twisting
twining
turning
tussling
throwing
thrusting,
throttling
tugging
thumping
And the tightening thews.
Tore are some tangled shots
And the jut of giant calves
The wriggleness
Sometimes wormlike
Sometimes snaky were those
Movements
That kept it moving forward
Priceless were their Loyal Fans.
To every blaster and the KBFC Family, football is not just passion now, its way beyond!
Much Love❤️