Hillsborough
On April 15 1989 Two English football teams Liverpool and Nottingham Forest met in the FA Cup semi-final at the neutral ground of Sheffield Wednesday, Hillsborough. English football will remember its deepest shame as a different age, the appalling crush on unsafe terraces with fenced-in-"pens" for supporters, deemed suitable by the Football Association.
97 people lost their lives as the police continued to push fans in until the barriers crashed. To this day despite inquests police have refused to accept responsibility for their negligence.
The families of the victims for the past 35 years have fought and some died in their quest for justice. The failures of the legal system lead to Justice delayed is justice denied. RIP and You'll never walk alone.
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Gathered there to cheer and sing
Hopeful hearts with dreams to bring
But in those fenced-in-pens, a shadow loomed
Ninety-seven souls, in sorrow, consumed
Liverpool’s faithful, in the crush they lay
As the force of the crowd swept them away
Onto the field, in silent pour
The Kop stood still, it’s roar no more
Chorus
To chase your fear, a cup in sight
But never to return home in the night
Yet you’ll never walk alone, you’ll see
In the hearts of those who set you free
Anfield’s pitch, now a bed of flowers
As voices cry for justice powers
Yet the authorities, they turn away
No accountability they say
Two cops and a lawyer, scapegoats found
While justice’s wheels, they turn around
But the match commander, he walks away
Leaving behind the price to pay
Chorus
To chase your team, a cup in sight
But never to return home in the night
Yet you’ll never walk alone, you’ll see
In the hearts of those who set you free
Bridge
Thirty-five years have come and gone
Yet the pain still lingers on
Emotional scars run deep and wide
As we remember those who’ve died
Outro
No justice for the ninety-seven
Their voices silenced, but still in heaven
In our hearts, their memory thrives
As we keep their spirit alive
© Edward McBride 2024
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