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My Mate Rob at Hillsborough

Crispin Thomas

Monday, April 20th, 2015

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 my mate Rob don’t like to talk about it
not because he’s wiped it from his mind
when he woke he remembered nothing
of that dark and awful tragic time

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 my mate Rob don’t like to blame nobody
he’s just glad to be here and alive
when I saw the picture of him
I’m amazed that somehow he survived

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 my mate Rob woke up inside a white ward
couldn’t make no reason rhyme or sense
nothing to remind him of the moment
face pressed up against that dreadful fence

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 my mate Rob don’t like to think about it
now the truth is fin’lly coming out
all those deaths that could have been avoided
all those years of tears and loss and doubt

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 and my mate Rob he never tells nobody
he would never show the scars or cost
Rob is one of those we call the lucky ones
as we think on all those souls we lost

Notes

Remember and Justice for the 96. Keep on Rob.True tale.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/my-mate-rob-at-hillsborough/