6 Minutes Past 3
¶ 1
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At 6 minutes past 3, the time the referee’s whistle finally blew
But even then some police officers still didn’t know what to do.
Can’t believe that 6 minutes of that game, was even allowed to be played.
How easy would it have been to have the kick off simply delayed?
¶ 2
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Were the police not watching the footage unfold on their TV screens?
Did the police not see the problems, didn’t they hear the screams?
Why didn’t they spot the chaos going on under the The West stand? Why did the police get ready for action with batons in their hand?
¶ 3
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6 minutes past 3, the moment that time sadly and suddenly stood still.
And it’s the time our city falls silent each year, and hopefully always will.
But if only those people crying for help, had somebody to answer their call.
Then the time 6 minutes past 3, would probably mean nothing at all.
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