The Footballers of Robben Island
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there is a faded image
the one that still remains*
football on Robben Island
those long forgotten games
¶ 2
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where prisoners followed ev’ry rule
their league and different teams
became a life-line to a sport
they’d only known in dreams
while Nelson stood forbidden
to touch or kick a ball
but from his cell he’d hear them
play and shout and call
¶ 3
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and though we cant imagine
that dreadful time he knew
the football news from far away
would somehow trickle through
and gathered round those radios
so many miles from home
they’d live each moment in their heads
this game they’d loved and known
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but still one image overwhelms
the hatred and the pain
when Nelson made that long long walk
to freedom once again
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