Walking through the hallowed turf, a player so bright,

Walking through the hallowed turf, a player so bright,
John Stones, the pillar of Man City’s defensive might.
Yet fate conspires against him, delivering another blow,
An injury setback, to sadden the sky blues with woe.

With each step, he battles, a warrior so true,
His absence is felt, his skill missed by the crew.
But amidst the darkness, hope flickers with a ray,
For Stones shall rise again, stronger come what may.

In adversity’s embrace, a spirit is refined,
Through pain and sweat, a champion defined.
With steely determination, he fights to reclaim his throne,
A resolute heart, in victory, he will be known.

In the city’s blue, forever he shall dwell,
A symbol of perseverance, a tale to tell.
For John Stones shall rise, unyielding and tall,
A testament to courage, conquering it all.