Friday, March 9, 2012

To The Only One That Was

It has been the finest era
You helped create, brick by brick.
You converted a mere game
Into the lifeblood that made every Indian tick.
Sixteen years is all you chose to give us,
Leaving us asking for more…
Not another man has the game produced,
That we could so much adore.
You’re not gone, you never will be
You’ll continue to live in the memories of all,
Thank you for the sheer delight, thank you, ‘the Wall’.

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