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Super Bowl LIX: The Battle for Glory

Where Legends Are Made and Dreams Are Realized in the Ultimate NFL Showdown

By Jason “Jay” BenskinPublished 12 months ago Updated 12 months ago 1 min read
Super Bowl LIX: The Battle for Glory
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Super Bowl LIX, the stage is set,

A clash of titans, no room for regret.

Super Bowl dreams, where heroes are born,

Under the lights until the early morn.

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The ball is snapped, the crowd is loud,

NFL’s finest, standing proud.

With every touchdown, every score,

They fight for glory, they fight for more.

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Super Bowl LIX, history's call,

A battle where no one fears to fall.

NFL’s finest, hearts ignite,

In this grand, unforgettable night.

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So cheer for the stars, the plays they make,

For every moment, every risk they take.

Super Bowl LIX, forever to stand,

A story of triumph, written by hand.

inspirational

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Jason “Jay” Benskin

Crafting authored passion in fiction, horror fiction, and poems.

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  • Marie381Uk 11 months ago

    Fab ♦️♦️♦️♦️🏆

  • Caleiph Brewer12 months ago

    Great poem, you inspired me to write a Super Bowl poem of my own titled "Super Bowl LIX" They feel it (in gridiron) ~ weighing hearted cost The Iron Game starring Tuskegee finned men Irate bias that dwarf the pigskin's exhaust Player positions racially moprhed ~ time and again To get there ~ seesawing cancel culture's grin They are inequality’s punctured-yard sought! Pushing and pulling humility ~ unorthodox or not To be Best at kneel or teardrops from a throne The Love Letter to the City ~ a rivaled reknot Solidifies Gumption... It's Not For Long! Refs blow whistled tugs for a ring's coin toss Punting an entourage of fire-worked bling Before populaces explode an Arrowhead’s emboss Be it inside caged strengths of eagled Brotherly sting Lo and behold ~ red white gold over midnight green! The Goat toes lines with optimistic commentary To bestow the torch in this Super Bowl sanctuary History's stiff-armed scorch - roars destiny’s key To catch toast than some ~ in such footfall adversary An anthemed pastime...For all in the world to see!

  • Alaakhaled 12 months ago

    Excellent

  • I'm not into any kinda sports but I enjoyed your poem!

  • Mark Graham12 months ago

    Love this one. Go Eagles! I am originally from PA.

  • JBaz12 months ago

    I used to be a KC fan then went with the Bills because my son is, it was a sad Sunday for us.. But hey, go KC

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