The Eternal Question

by quavaro

“Wherefore was I to this keen mockery born?
When at your hands did I deserve this scorn?”

-William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream

Cont., a la Balotelli:

Wherefore always me? I wistfully muse,

the brunt of critique and abject abuse,

the butt and the thrust of your foul humors.

Ne’er more! your baleful spleen and tumor.

No longer yours! Never more always me!

For ME is mine and may it always be.

I am focused on football, my teammates

my kin, my girlfriends and my charred estate.

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