soccer My name is zor im writeing a poem on soccer plese read it. The bumps, bruises, and broken bone the blood that pours from open waounds the stitches need to mend the cuts all opf this can become to much the deth defying leap of faith the frightning hight at wich you face you stell decide to rick your life become it all feel right some people do it day and night just become its way of life to have thrill without a pill soccer is my way of life.