It was the eighth day of the eight month , 2008 .
The place was Beijing and everything was looking great .
Heroes and heroines will emerge in the next two weeks ,
chasing gold ,will be their goal ,
in the Beijing Olympics .
The opening ceremony there was really something ,
drums were thumping,
dancers jumping ,
adrenalin pumping .
China opened up the door
and the world said how are you .
Media were a window,
and the west was looking through .
All eyes were on the birds nest ,
as the show went on the road ,
the games were to be televised
across the entire globe .
High skills will be the tender and the play is on demand .
Setting new world records ,
in the water and on the land .
In Hong Kong and Beijing,
stadium's are slowly filling .
Athletes and anthems with crowds packed to over-spilling .
Now’s the time to enjoy what the Olympics have in store .
Around the entire planet ,
you can hear the mighty roar .
As Beijing begins the games ,
the party is everywhere .
Freedom is a flame that burns ,
in the Chinese open air .


By Paul McCann