Wearing His Colors

I saw his head
coming through the crowd,
the throng of many colors.
A brightly colored, garish,
basketball as a hat, a wig,
a bold statement of loyalty, patriotism.
His country’s flag on his head,
his shirt, the tattoo on his arm.
Wearing his colors
for the world to see.
Go Brazil!

August 1, 2007 16:11
Atlanta Olympics, 1996


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