Duncan Edwards, Obviously Black Country Brave.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Dear Duncan, do you mind if I imagine you play?
As I’ve heard many elders say,
You are a legend,
You are a great,
And their opinion I highly rate.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Dear Duncan, were you as strong as what I’ve been told?
You were obviously
Black Country brave, Black Country bold.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Yes, I’ve heard that you were complete,
A colossus young man you were difficult to beat.
A powerhouse I’ve heard you described,
Do you mind if I read your career inscribed?

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Quietly I pay my respect,
Where a man and his name is a topical subject.
In the heart of Dudley Town centre
Excuse me may I now enter,
Into your past
I’m not first to conceive,
And most definitely I shan’t be the last.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Your innocent childhood days,
Before the hoorah, adulation and praise.
Your knees were they caked in mud?
Certainly Duncan I believe you were evidently good.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Who were your friends and who was your best mate?
That field where you played on a council estate.
Who first led you out on the green?
Who helped you to fulfil your dream?

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Dear Duncan, it’s Sunday first week of September,
Dudley shall always remember,
Their favoured son,
On the grass of Old Trafford did run.



The Sunday mentioned in the last verse of the poem was the first Sunday of the youth football season. Hundreds of youngsters were engaging once again into the game that they love. As it was the first day of the season, many were due to play in their very first game but the wet weather dictated events and there were many cancellations. Perhaps one or more players were treading their first steps on a path that will lead them from an ordinary green to a field of dreams.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/duncan-edwards-obviously-black-country-brave/