The Battle Cry

Title: The Battle Cry

In the realm of bleary skies,
An enraged fan’s anguish lies,
Echoing despair, the bitter cries,
As hopes diminish, dreams capsize.

Oh, radio host, hear the searing plea,
Of a heart shattered, yearning to be free,
Your words like arrows, piercing all glee,
With scornful laughter, mocking me.

Through the fall, we soared with might,
Wings outstretched, reaching new heights,
Yet a bitter defeat in the playoff night,
Left us wounded, souls dimmed with blight.

But in this moment of crushing dismay,
We rise, embracing a brighter ray,
With fervent resolve, we’ll find our way,
In the face of defeat, we still display.

So, radio host, your words do sting,
But in our hearts, we feel the zing,
United as one, in our eternal spring,
The spirit of triumph shall forever sing.

Though we stumble now, we shall persist,
For victories await, in the mist,
With unwavering faith, we shall insist,
That the Eagles’ story shall forever persist.