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Wishing for their old Mum.

Mike Nicholson

Wednesday, December 17th, 2003

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Why didn’t they help us,
Despite all our cries,
It was obvious to all,
We can’t breathe ere’
We’re dyin’

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Some right at the front,
Who escaped through the gate,
Were forced right back in,
To meet with their fate.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 They were crushed close together,
In the warmth of the sun,
With their eyes turned to heaven,
Wishing for their old Mum.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Saying bye bye sweet Anfield,
King Kenny and Rush,
Adios Peter Beardsley,
You gave us so much.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 With a song in their soul,
And a bird on their chest,
96 bodies were laid down to rest.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 But who was to blame,
On that warm sunny day,
Please tell me now,
The sights won’t go away.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Why did they fail to,
Deliver the care,
And why did they lie to,
All that was there.

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 We didn’t cause Hillsborough,
As well they all knew,
But they covered their arses,
As Coppers will do.

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 They said we were rowdy,
And broke in through that gate,
When HE gave the order,
To open it late.

10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 So why is he out there,
Playing golf with his mates,
When 96 reds,
Were consigned to their fate

11 Leave a comment on verse 11 0 When you close up your eyes,
At the end of the day,
Say a few words, yes that’s it,
We’ll pray.

12 Leave a comment on verse 12 0 For although it seems crazy,
And beggars belief,
The law in this country,
Won’t give us justice.

Notes

Dedicated to the 96′ men, women and children who lost their lives at Hillsborough, on the 15th April 1989. The fight for justice goes on.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/wishing-for-their-old-mum/