One Saturday In Sheffield
¶ 1
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Everything changed, that day twenty years
Ago; in Sheffield it happened, but in might
Have happened anywhere, anytime. We all
Recall similar dangers in our terrace youth.
Crush, panic, fright.
¶ 2
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We remember it, two decades on. The brutal
Pictures, the lies from all sides told as truths.
And where did it get us, the fans. We all got
Seats. And they charged us the earth for the
Dubious privilege.
¶ 3
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And now you see people standing – instead
Of sitting, anyway. Like it never happened,
On a sunny spring afternoon, when years of
Neglect and indifference were blown up by
Utter tragedy.
¶ 4
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Never another Bolton, Ibrox, Hillsborough,
We believe. Never the sacrifice of lives in
The name of a game called football. Then
Only now can we look back and wonder
At the loss, the grief.
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