The Dream

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 And those bruises that blossomed like roses
And those wishes that died on the vine
All here in the shadows that cling to
The promise of water and wine

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 And day is for fishers of wisdom
Whose yoke is the burden of proof
But night is for fishers of freedom
Whose light takes its source from the truth

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 And lightning has no sweeter kisses
And thunder has no purer rage
And the world with its rocks and its fashions
Could not build a more dishonest stage,

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Rolled up in the waves without mercy
Thrown out to the sea without thought
Held fast and then flung to the ocean
But willingly, willingly caught

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Oh Anfield the field of such dreamers
Your children made heroes of men
Breathed life into each of our wishes
But champions, champions when?


toby jones (aka sharon marshall) 8th january 2004

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/the-dream-2/