I Like Messi Because He Doesn't Think

The Ball Laughs, Radiant, In The Air. He Brings Her Down, Puts Her To Sleep, Showers Her With Compliments, Dances With Her, And Seeing Such Things Never Before Seen His Admirers Pity Their Unborn Grandchildren Who Will Never See Them.

In His Life, A Man Can Change Wives, Political Parties Or Religions But He Cannot Change His Favourite Soccer Team.

Many Small People, In Small Places, Doing Small Things Can Change The World.

In The Struggle Of Good Against Evil, It's Always The People Who Get Killed.

I Would Recognise Myself In Each Of His Translations And He Would Feel Betrayed And Annoyed Whenever I Didn't Write Something The Way He Would Have. A Part Of Me Died With Him, A Part Of Him Lives With Me.