Stan’s Ashes

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Stan was a veteran who fought in the war,
Landing confused on a Normandy shore,
Courageous in battle on blood trodden sand,
He led the assault towards the occupied land,

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 As Germany suffered a final defeat,
Berlin surrendered, his war was complete,
So safe in the knowledge that Europe was free,
He returned to his passion of Wrexham FC,

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 With steelmen and miners he’d stand on the Kop,
And twenty years on, in his replica top,
He’d chant for his heroes as years gone by,
“I’ll follow my team till the day that I die!”

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Life in the coal mines followed the war,
Where dreadful conditions would sadly ensure,
That years of inhaling the murderous dust,
Eventually killed him severely unjust!,

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Coughing up coal dust lodged on his chest,
He begged of his loved one, a final request,
That his ashes be spread on the sacred turf,
Of the team that he loved and the place of his birth,

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 His memory lives on through the beautiful game,
The owners head should hang in shame,
For his widow is 90 and wheelchair bound,
What does she think about selling the ground?,

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 She fought back the tears on this dark afternoon,
And questioned the soul of this greedy tycoon,

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 “A cold uncaring heartless man,
who mocks the normal average fan,
with little interest for the game,
A slur upon my husbands name!”



A widows view of Wrexham FC owner Alex Hamilton and his proposals to bulldoze the Racecourse Ground.
Leaving herself and many more like her no place left to pay respects to their former loved ones. While Mr Hamilton gets richer.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/stans-ashes/