MY ODE TO EMILIANO SALA
Emiliano Sala, Never met the guy,
Didnt know much of his life
Born and raised in Argentina ,
Left for French Football Arenas
This is a common tale there,
As opportunities can be rare
Ended up on the Bluebird radar,
was looking forward to singing AR-GEN-TINA
around the Cardiff City stadium,
Like we sang about Maradona
in the Ninian Park Palladium
Im an empath you see,
I feel others pain endlessly
and I was drawn to the Stadium,
the atmosphere was so glum
Nobody knew the guy,
just looking forward to the next chapter in his life
Banging the goals in we need,
to preserve our place, In the Premier league
Now the angels have him leading the line,
to accompany the newspaper headlines
Lots of pain, but anger too,
cant come to terms with the truth
Sala got a 35 yr old summer plane,
That are prone to falling apart in bad weather
when Ronaldo got a private jet the VERY SAME DAY!
Is it me?
Or should his manager who booked this plane that was not fit for purpose
NEVER WORK AGAIN!
The saddest day to be a bluebird,
I have ever known: Blurred
I only found out in the morning,
kicking myself, if I found out at night
would have kicked some prayers in,
got the angels onside.
Prayers work you know: Sometimes,
Depends on how down the line
disgusted with some social media too,
take pity on their attitude
AND STAY PROUD TO BE BLUE