Hysteric Call

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Can todays youth ever envisage
With their gadgets, football from a seat
Those old enough retain the image
A queue for a phone in the street

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 In Sheffield they queued for miles
The football not worth a damn
Faces pale, void of smiles
“I just need to ring me mam”

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Back home the waiting excruciating
Minds racing, families concerned
That night some children walked right in
Others, they never returned



Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord, and may perpetual light shine upon them.
May their souls and the souls of all the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/hysteric-call/