Week 10 reflective- A Competitive Ritual

Sunday ante meridiem is reached and recurrently I arrange myself

For aesthetic respect and sincere disposition, I don my neatest attire

The loose red garb swaddles my frame, advertising my faith

I walk into the church, already crowded with fellow believers

The church echoes with the history of thousands of ecstatic cries

A thousand more will be made this day

In the heart of the church, in the altar, our faith symbol hangs in majesty

As the atmosphere reaches a rising crescendo amidst the growing crowd

My fellow clergymen and I prepare to take to the altar

We enter the holy altar, separated from the mundanity of the onlooking laymen

Cries and shouts of ecstasy ensue

The small winged beings in my tum flit about on my favourite day

This holy day

The day of my faith, of my religion

Arsenal! Football!

Accompanied with winged beings in my tum I run through our symbol, our red Arsenal flag

Football! Arsenal!

Singing loudly towards the altar, the believers raised their hands in ecstasy!


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Video
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3On_ZeN4gPw&feature=related