This Ain't No Ode

This ain't no ode 
To the playing of ball
Because this was the day
25 years ago
That the hateful cry 
Of fuck it all
Was heard across
Two great lands
As the call to strike
Sadly went out
And a glorious season
Never got to be
What it should have been

Aye perhaps 
The Expos most 
Of all the teams
Who had their dreams 
But stupidly dashed
By a stupid strike
In the worst of all the seasons
For there to be but one again

Or for the local team it was
Not immediately no
But never no more
Would the crowds adore
The home team boys
Who only knew
Three more seasons
Where there were reasons
For hope to spring eternally

Not like they had
No the trust was broken
And time they would have needed
For it to heal
That they never got
Though that's just a thought
I could be wrong
Save I'm right 
In casting my angry eyes
At the owners of the game
Who didn't start it no
But finished it yes
And cost the 'Spos
More than success
But their continued existence
Just ten years later

This ain't no ode
I wish to unload
A lot of frustration
And justified anger
For thought it takes
Yes two to tango
Dear owners
This was the boner of boners
Which is putting it mildly
Like don't you care about the game
Or was it all about the buck
To which I say 
You still suck
The lot of you
And there's nothing you can do
To make it right
The past is done
We lost instead of won
And that's on you it is
Yeah that's on you indeed 

Charles Petrie

Date
08-12-19

Time
Quarters 3 And 4

Word Count

284