The Burden of The Past

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The shadows of the past depart
They slip silently away
Their boots packed up their laces done
Their dreams of better days

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The football left upon the park
The training sessions past
Philosophy and poetry
Pushed back behind the mask

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 History is breathing down
From walls and roams the pitch
A shout a nod a feint a lob
“Did you see what he just did?”

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 So put away those glory songs
Those flags that filled the skies
Wrap up the scarves the banners fold
This truth they can’t disguise

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 We’re second best a laughing stock
The Liver Bird she cries
“Christ tell me where’s our men of iron?
The passion and the pride?”


Liverpool Fc, for what we were, and for what we will be again…..but when oh when oh when?

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-burden-of-the-past/