Play Ball -------------------------------------------
They tell me that in the beginning God created a baseball game.
He bulldozed a pasture and made a diamond, set up the fence, baselines and backstop.
From the dust he picked the teams and set the rules of play.
Then he went up to the stands and took a seat from which to keep score
It seems to me to be a silly game.
So I sit in right field watching the action.
When it is my turn at bat, don't expect me to swing.
I won't run or take a walk, so call me out on strikes
I am too busy reading the testaments that are scribbled on the grass and inscribed on the tablets of dandelions.
Some of us really do look at baseball religiously so the two can be put hand in hand. I liked this poem because it made me think of one of my loves in life, baseball. To appreciate it from a distance is great! Once you fall in love with baseball you never love that no matter how old you get. Keep up the good work.
This is really cool. I am a baseball fan and reading about religions is a huge hobby for me, so naturally, I love this! The message of how you do not subscribe to two opposing teams in this life and how you are too busy reading on how to be a better person instead of fight is wonderful. Greak work!
yeah, this is cool, Chrystine. it puts stupid ball games in perspective (at least for me). guys will always think sports are better than chocolate (and even sex sometimes). some of them anyway. boys are stupid. but your poem is fantastic!