Lost for Words – Munich 1958

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Too young to remember Munich
But I knew they were too young to die
Grainy images in black and white
Ensured history survived that night
Among the fallen giants, men cried

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Their names are kept alive
By witness to many bright hopes
Life stories to be but slender books
Ended with the flight they took
Faded reports in time-worn envelopes

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Death showed no mercy in the ice
Gatecrashing unsuspecting lives
Strength no defence in this stark harvest
Family hearts hit the hardest
Waiting at home for men who never arrived

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Eight journalists were among twenty three dead
Part of the tragic news
Silenced forever, their pressing words
Moving pictures of emotions stirred
Gave to the public domain, no more to lose

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 In February, In Manchester, people now gather
To remember the eight lost Busby babes
‘Flowers of Manchester’ is sung for them
Memories of their times bloom again
Reaching softly to unscripted graves


Football will never be just a game.

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/lost-for-words-munich-1958/