The Last Minute

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Here the silent minute descends,
Bearing the hush of absent friends.
The acme thunderer’s final blow
Linking the now with long ago.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 From Central Park to the streets of Raith,
Remembering them who kept the faith.
Life’s fitba’ passion, the golden thread
Abiding still, sonorous, yet unsaid.



here was a minute’s silence held in honour of two old Cowdenbeath Supporters who had died before Cowden’s 1-0 home win v Raith Rovers. It made me think how much more poignant and affecting this type of tribute is than the tacky minute’s applause.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-last-minute/