A poem for Hillsborough

To the 96 that passed away
At Hillsborough on that fateful day
now lookin down with smiles so proud
you sing with us as we sing aloud

You help us guide us get us through
I know Istanbul was down to you
and tho the future is unknown
one things for sure
YOU'LL NEVER WALK ALONE

Very good Brian, just going through this whole board brings a lump to your throat.

JUSTICE FOR THE 96. YNWA.

Great Brian,nice one THANK YOU
JUSTICE FOR THE 96

   Today i,ll shed a tear for the injusticenss called life
and for the guilty feelings that i returned to see my wife.

For the 96 victims your held deep inside my heart
you,ll never walk alone we,ll never be apart.

We need to remind the people,of the disaster of that day,
Unless you believe the papers,in which case i have nothing more to say.

We were stripped of our own dignity,and questioned as a man,
As the rest of the nation read,he,s just a liverpool fan.

Well let me tell you something,from someone who was there,
When they,d driven in the final nail,and no one seemed to care

We were left to defend our lives,by helping one another,
Solid like a family,like a sister and a brother.

I have never been a soldier,or been sent into a battle,
The only weapons we had that day,were a hat,a scarf and a rattle.

The enemy that day,were dressed up all in blue,
With the incompetence of leaders,who just didn,t have a clue.

To the media and the police, and all the powers to be,
You created pain and torture,and yet you still blamed me.

THE TRUTH in big bold letters,a blatant fucxing lie,
Please can anyone tell me,why people had to die.

There is a little word,sometimes it,s hard to say,
To hear someone say sorry,can go a very long way.

Some people will never understand,the quest for the untold truth,
The desire and need for justice,for every man,woman and youth.

So you labelled us as animals,and football hooligans too,
So know you,ve heard my story,tell me, who,s been kidding who.

R.I.P  Justice for the 96.

Malagared - i'm glad you survived and got home to your wife. Don't feel bad about that please. Just shed a tear forthe 96
Justice for the 96
YNWA

I wanted to say that to Malagared but wasnt sure if telling someone who was there how they should feel about it on the anniversary

   Today I,ll shed a tear for the injusticenss called life
and for the guilty feelings that I returned to see my wife.

For the 96 victims your held deep inside my heart
you,ll never walk alone we,ll never be apart.

We need to remind the people,of the disaster of that day,
Unless you believe the papers,in which case I have nothing more to say.

We were stripped of our own dignity,and questioned as a man,
As the rest of the nation read,he,s just a liverpool fan.

Well let me tell you something,from someone who was there,
When they,d driven in the final nail,and no one seemed to care

We were left to defend our lives,by helping one another,
Solid like a family,like a sister and a brother.

I have never been a soldier,or been sent into a battle,
The only weapons we had that day,were a hat,a scarf and a rattle.

The enemy that day,were dressed up all in blue,
With the incompetence of leaders,who just didn,t have a clue.

To the media and the police, and all the powers to be,
You created pain and torture,and yet you still blamed me.

THE TRUTH in big bold letters,a blatant fucxing lie,
Please can anyone tell me,why people had to die.

There is a little word,sometimes it,s hard to say,
To hear someone say sorry,can go a very long way.

Some people will never understand,the quest for the untold truth,
The desire and need for justice,for every man,woman and youth.

So you labelled us as animals,and football hooligans too,
So know you,ve heard my story,tell me, who,s been kidding who.

Peace be with you MALAGARED and all fellow Reds YNWA

Standing on the Kop today
Where I have stood for twenty years
No men in red before my eyes
But just the mist of bitter tears

A broken-hearted city mourns
The dead from Sheffield’s hell-hole trap
No-one is here today to sing
No-one is here to cheer or clap

Ten thousand scarves before my eyes
A hundred thousand flowers bloomed
With words of love and tenderness
For those whom Hillsborough’s death-trap doomed

A part of me has died today
Along with those who suffered there
But what I see before me now
Must bring me hope through my despair

I had to come and share my grief
For ninety-six who won’t be home
Bill Shankly’s arms are open wide
With him they’ll NEVER walk alone

these poems touched me and although I wasn't born at the time of the disaster, I still feel as if I was. I still feel pain on the anniversary, I still hold the 96 dear to my heart and hope they realise that every Liverpool fan born post 15.4.1989 feels the same way as me. We're all part of Liverpool Football Club and for that reason we will remember everything in the past together and experince everything in the future together.



This isn't a poem by me, but rather by me mate's dad, Steve.

They wrote some horrible things back in 89
They hurt every single friend of mine
But some believed what was said and not what was done
Some were blinded by The Sun

To sell a story they told so many lies
About innocent people losing lives
But some believed what was loaded in the media gun
Some were blinded by The Sun

Hurtful words that stay within me
19 years on still not an apology
But some believed that we stole and then we run
Some were blinded by The Sun

We the football fans keep the faith
Of a band of brothers without hate
And we don’t believe what was wrote by that scum
We weren’t blinded by The Sun

We stand together with our hearts proud
That the boycott message is so loud
And we don’t believe what they think about a daughter or son
We weren’t blinded by The Sun

We lay our flowers, scarves and shirts
19 years on and it still F***ing hurts
And we don’t believe the same as those some
We weren’t blinded by The Sun

All emotional posts and i can feel it running through me.

JFT 96

YNWA

nice one

YNWA

All the poems have had me crying no one will be forgotton rip all of  you one day there will be justice

Everyone is here with the crowed roaring,
The players were no where near the goal which is boring,
Everyone looks over to the bottom pen,
What is going on says the commentator to Ben?

People are saying that it is a pitch invasion,
All the footballers have lost all concentration,
The police run over and start to attack,
Everyone in the pen can’t move back.

There are people lying on the floor,
This doesn’t seem to stop come more and more,
The police are calling 999,
This shouldn’t have happened in 89.

The footballers are moved and taken away,
Everyone’s thinking about this dreadful day,
People are starting to wonder why,
The 96 people should not die.

15th April will always be in are minds,
And No One will ever forget those times,
96 people died that day,
There families and friends will always pray

Louise Harris

*Justice * For * the * 96*
YNWA
Excellent tributes everyone

I found this poem. Always brings a tear to my eye!

Check the tickets in my wallet
Then swig a cup of tea
7.30 in the morning
One game from Wembley

Out the door and on the street
Off to meet the boys
To sing the songs we love to sing
And fill the ground with noise

The coach pulls up and we all pile on
Belly full of butterflies
Then off to sheffield we all go
The FA cup our prize

9.00am and the songs have started
I talk about the game
To a young lad thats sat next to me
I didn't catch his name

The journeys taking hours
And we cross the pennine hills
But my mind drifts off to hillsborough
As i dream of beardsleys skills

"My favourite players Aldo"
Says the boy sat next to me
His eyes full of excitement
And his words are filled with glee

"I'm meeting me mate when i get to the ground"
"He's travelling up by train"
"I'll see you back here on the coach"
"When we've beaten forest again"

The coach pulled up and off he went
Going to meet his friend
I check my ticket once again
THE LEPPINGS LANE END

Its getting near to kick off
And i'm getting close to the ground
But nobody seems to be moving
I'm stuck tight in this crowd

I'm just starting to panic
And a bizzie opens the gate
A red tide moves down the tunnel
Moving closer to thier fate

I remember clearly that tunnel
And the light shone at the end
And as i think back to that fatefull day
I still cant comprehend

That the coppers called us vandals
And drunken loutish liars
And the media fed us spite and hate
When compassion was required

But back to that day and the things i saw
Unfold before my eyes
The sight of grown men screaming
And the air was full of cries

But i was one of the lucky ones
Because i came home alive
I watched heroes in scarves on the pitch
Trying helplessly to revive-
Their friends their family and strangers
Who'd all come to watch a game
But their lives were crushed that fatefull day
On a terrace called Leppings Lane

The memories still haunt me
Every time i go to sleep
But theres one memory that gets me
And always makes me weep

Back on the coach with my head on the glass
I remember my heart it skipped a beat
When i turned to the young lad next to me
And noticed his empty seat

There were 96 empty seats that day
96 friends that we lost
And while Kelvin counted the pennies
The families counted the loss

So next time you're at Anfield
Visit the eternal flame
Feel the stone cold marble
And touch a persons name

And while you say a silent prayer
And your dreams are tossed and blown
Remember those 96 empty seats
That must never walk alone

Justice for the 96

You'll never walk alone

  ^^^ I have a big lump in my throat after reading that, all the memories have come flooding back again.

Can't believe it will be the 20th Anniversary next year.

RIP the 96.

You'll Never Walk Alone.

Me Uncle always reads this poem to me.

Woke up Saturday morning
Excitement pumping through my viens
But I didn't get to see a football match that day
Instead I just saw body remains

In my pocket was my matchday dosh
Counted to exactly five pound eight pence
But I didn't get to spend it at the match that day
Instead I got crushed into a fence

Ate my breakfast and got ready to go
Pre match ritual of a toast and mustard
But that was the last meal I'd eat again
And now in heaven I fight for justice

It was a sunny day, least to the eye
the old red faithful's cheers would cry.
But who would know that on that sunny day,
96 faithful reds would be sent heavens way.

And now we see that 20 years down the line,
96 names still echo through time.
Seeking justice for what happened that sunny day,
it was an accident a travesty, or worse some might say.

Which is why we don't buy that which glows in the sky,
even though we know it won't bring back those that did die.
However the mark of respect still stands tall,
it shall never be forgiven as long as we are all for one and one for all.

We have seen great moments come and go,
if they returned for one day I would like to show,
The 80's and 90's and even Istanbul,
the only guarentee is no moment would ever be dull.

In the midst of this day we live in,
there are still many examples of unleft sin.
96 cases shine like a beacon outside our humble home,
there names will be forever etched in stone.
So on THIS day we all let it be known,
That those names in that stone,
will NEVER WALK ALONE

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Decided to give it a go, spent a bit of time on this tbh. Hope you like it

Fantastic Mags. Always touching reading personal things and that touched me mate, well done.

It was a sunny day, least to the eye
the old red faithful's cheers would cry.
But who would know that on that sunny day,
96 faithful reds would be sent heavens way.

And now we see that 20 years down the line,
96 names still echo through time.
Seeking justice for what happened that sunny day,
it was an accident a travesty, or worse some might say.

Which is why we don't buy that which glows in the sky,
even though we know it won't bring back those that did die.
However the mark of respect still stands tall,
it shall never be forgiven as long as we are all for one and one for all.

We have seen great moments come and go,
if they returned for one day I would like to show,
The 80's and 90's and even Istanbul,
the only guarentee is no moment would ever be dull.

In the midst of this day we live in,
there are still many examples of unleft sin.
96 cases shine like a beacon outside our humble home,
there names will be forever etched in stone.
So on THIS day we all let it be known,
That those names in that stone,
will NEVER WALK ALONE

- - - - - - - -

Decided to give it a go, spent a bit of time on this tbh. Hope you like it

Really excellent Mags.

That was really good Mags.

Thanks guys, not normally good at this poem stuff tbh

Every One A Red.

YNWA

Thanks Mags

Very Very touching.Read all the poems and would like to express my sincere thanks to all who published them.Sitting here waiting to watch the memorial.The thought of then getting off to work is going to be difficult as already i'm feeling very emotional listening to the families stories of their losses.Difficult day DEFO.God bless and RIP the 96.

Superb poem Mags. Really emotional.

anyone watching the poems for the 96 on lfc tv? the third one big guy with cream shirt really got me welling up, YNWA!

Solid like a family,like a sister and a brother.

Thanx Malagared.

It made this wrinkled old b***ard weep.

Youre in Spain ? and Im in France but I will never forget when I heard the news.

YNWA

Cry me a tear.


Cry me a tear, wipe it away
does it make you feel better about that terrible day.
Cry me a tear, wipe it away again
the good days we had, will it ever be the same.

Cry me a tear, maybe you don't understand
what went on that day, in that horrible stand.

Cry me a tear, and wipe it away
how come that tear keeps appearing, each and every day.

Cry me a tear, for the hurt and the cost
for the Kop is still silent, for its people it lost.

Cry me a tear, for we are still hear
wipe it away, but you won't stop the tear.

Cry me a tear, for the lads and the lasses
we cross many borders and are loved by the masses.

Cry me a tear, for the loud and the proud
we won't ever walk alone, even lost in a crowd.

Cry me a tear, I think not
the 96 victims the media conveniently forgot.

Cry me a tear, for the fans that survived
think of the grief and tears that they hide

Cry me a tear, for the families that grieve
with your help and mine lets hope they receive.

Cry me a tear, for the faith and love that they all had
with hope in their hearts, it's terribly sad.

Cry me a tear, for the future is bright
its time for the red phoenix to flex its red might.

Cry me a tear, for the true people you are
whether local or away from a far.

Cry me a tear, let it run down your face
remember dignity, pride and grace.

Cry me a tear, for the pride that we bear
its our life and a hope that we share.

Cry me a tear, for the sick in their hands
they mock us and skit us, one day they will understand.
Cry me a tear, for the weak and the infirm
for they have been true reds history can confirm.

Cry me a tear, for the loved ones we've lost
whatever the pain or values it cost.

Cry me a tear, for our ancestors who walked alone a head
they set standards high, for the men dressed in red.

Cry me a tear, don't ever forget
lift your head up proud, lest never forget.

Cry me a tear, for the youths of today
lets hope they never forget that horrible day.

Cry me a tear, King Kenny was boss
he felt it all and cried at the loss.

Cry me a tear, for the team that we had
its glory is rich but terribly sad.

Cry me a tear, with hope in your heart
think of loved ones drastically pulled apart.

Cry me a tear, for all the true reds
lets hope you can settle in your comfortable beds.

Cry me a tear, for we don't know your name
we may walk right past you each and every game.

Cry me a tear, as long as I last
with god's will and strength I will never forget our past.

John Alfred Anderson (62)
Thomas Howard (39)
Colin Mark Ashcroft (19)
Thomas Anthony Howard (14)
James Gary Aspinall (18)
Eric George Hughes (42)
Kester Roger Marcus Ball (16)
Alan Johnston (29)
Gerard Bernard Patrick Baron (67)
Christine Anne Jones (27)
Simon Bell (17)
Gary Philip Jones (18)
Barry Sidney Bennett (26)
Richard Jones (25)
David John Benson (22)
Nicholas Peter Joynes (27)
David William Birtle (22)
Anthony Peter Kelly (29)
Tony Bland (22)
Michael David Kelly (38)
Paul David Brady (21)
Carl David Lewis (18)
Andrew Mark Brookes (26)
David William Mather (19)
Carl Brown (18)
Brian Christopher Mathews (38)
David Steven Brown (25)
Francis Joseph McAllister (27)
Henry Thomas Burke (47)
John McBrien (18)
Peter Andrew Burkett (24)
Marion Hazel McCabe (21)
Paul William Carlile (19)
Joseph Daniel McCarthy (21)
Raymond Thomas Chapman (50)
Peter McDonnell (21)
Gary Christopher Church (19)
Alan McGlone (28)
Joseph Clark (29)
Keith McGrath (17)
Paul Clark (18)
Paul Brian Murray (14)
Gary Collins (22)
Lee Nicol (14)
Stephen Paul Copoc (20)
Stephen Francis O'Neill (17)
Tracey Elizabeth Cox (23)
Jonathon Owens (18)
James Philip Delaney (19)
William Roy Pemberton (23)
Christopher Barry Devonside (18)
Carl William Rimmer (21)
Christopher Edwards (29)
David George Rimmer (38)
Vincent Michael Fitzsimmons (34)
Graham John Roberts (24)
Thomas Steven Fox (21)
Steven Joseph Robinson (17)
Jon-Paul Gilhooley (10)
Henry Charles Rogers (17)
Barry Glover (27)
Colin Andrew Hugh
William Sefton (23)
Ian Thomas Glover (20)
Inger Shah (38)
Derrick George Godwin (24)
Paula Ann Smith (26)
Roy Harry Hamilton (34)
Adam Edward Spearritt (14)
Philip Hammond (14)
Philip John Steele (15)
Eric Hankin (33)
David Leonard Thomas (23)
Gary Harrison (27)
Patrik John Thompson (35)
Stephen Francis Harrison (31)
Peter Reuben Thompson (30)
Peter Andrew Harrison (15)
Stuart Paul William Thompson (17)
David Hawley (39)
Peter Francis Tootle (21)
James Robert Hennessy (29)
Christopher James Traynor (26)
Paul Anthony Hewitson (26)
Martin Kevin Traynor (16)
Carl Darren Hewitt (17)
Kevin Tyrrell (15)
Nicholas Michael Hewitt (16)
Colin Wafer (19)
Sarah Louise Hicks (19)
Ian David Whelan (19)
Victoria Jane Hicks (15)
Martin Kenneth Wild (29)
Gordon Rodney Horn (20)
Kevin Daniel Williams (15)
Arthur Horrocks (41)
Graham John Wright (17)

Cry me a tear, for those left behind
who live each day with thoughts in their mind.

Cry me a tear, cry for the 96 that died
cry me a tear, for the press that lied

Cry me a tear, with hope in our heart
think of the loved ones drastically drawn apart.

Cry me a tear, some say it's just a football team
its bigger than that, its more than a dream.

Cry me a tear, wipe them all away
we love and feel for them everyday.

Cry me a tear, Bill,Bob and Joe welcome you with open arms

The 96 are now immortal, never to be forgotten, my heart still bleeds and feels for you and those you left behind.

One day, we will all meet up in heaven, my thoughts are with you.

Cry me a tear, because I haven't stopped crying yet.

Im no poet by any means but just felt lik I had to write one. Sorry if its crap!

"Scum, Scum" they said
"Where to lay the blame
for the 96 dead
We must pass the book
from the police and authorities
No further then there own
need we look"

So the scosuers were blamed
they were "drunk and unruley"
"out of control"
Picked the pockets of there dead
or so we were told
Wouldn't let the rescus services do there job
"very typical of this scouse mob"

So for 23 years the world believed
the headline of a rag
and not the words of those who survived
But because the families fought
on September 12th the truth arrived
And the world found out
IT WASNT THE SCOUSERS WHO LIED

R.I.P

Some fantastic poems in this thread. Really powerful and emotional words. Thanks to all for posting.

RIP the 96.

After the past few days i've been totally moved and upset about all the stuff which has happened. i've joined the
forum not as liverpool supporter but to just try and express how i feel about this. I'm a warrington rugby league fan
and a warringtonian whos worked in knowsley for the past 5 years and find it so despicable and upsetting that the
the most friendliest people can be treated in this way. i can't find words or even try and
imagine how it must feel. since the news came out i've been astonished at how all the families have kept
going and fighting for justice agianst  everything, in the most descent and respectful ways-
never being aggressive but always fair and honorable in the face of the biggest national cover up.
God only knows how those police officers (100+) tried to blame 96 deceased fans to cover up
everything. How can anyone do that. and for the government at the time to not give a sh*t
is just heartwrenching. I've been listening a lot to the radio-radio 5 and talksport in the past
few days to hear what the commentators and listeners who phone in think about it. Micky
Quinn was brilliant on talk sport and what really moved me was the callers from all
around the country, supporting different clubs, passionalty backing up the Liverpool
supporters and the families of 96. Even the the Man u fans who'd rung in were in total
support of the Liverpool fans. I've just seen that horrendous picture from the the post of that
supposed man u fan and I trully believe that that person would be spat on if
any of the people he respects personally saw that. I listened all night to radio 5 and
talksport in the following days after the announcement to hear what people thought
and whether the injustice had sunk in around the country after all the propoganda agiainst
Liverpudlians through the papers had been exposed. going by all the comments (and the
phones were jammed) every single fan from everywhere backs the families from 96
and the Liverpool fans. This Manu fan came on the airwaves and said "ju know what,
i first look at the man u result if i can't get to the game and secondly, i look to see
if Liverpool have lost, and the best thing that came out of Liverpool is the M62,",
 (this was on radio 5 on thursday night), then he said,'  really
upset' and you could hear his tears on the phone. "it's just terrible
what's happened" and said that "our hearts go out to to the
Liverpool fans" and you could hear on the radio that he was
really upset.

I'm so privileged to work in Knowsley and to
work in such a fine city with such fine people.
Where'ever I travel, I will make sure that
there are no sun newspapers in sight and
and that my heart will be with the 96, and
i'm so proud and honoured to be working in
Liverpool with the most hearty of people.

Open The Gate

Open the gate mam
Before you go to bed
I'll come home the back way
After watching the Reds
We're going to Hillsborough
To watch our great team
A League and Cup double
Is still Kenny's dream

Open the gate mate
We said at Lime Street
We're going to Sheffield
To watch the Reds beat
Clough's Forest side
They're a good little team
But they can't stop
Our double winning dream

Open the gate Sir
We say at the ground
There's too many in here
Or can't you hear that sound
We need more space
Or tragedy is bound to occur
The crushing's now started
Please open the gate sir

Open the gate God
For all ninety-six
What happened st Hillsborough
Can never truly be fixed
Incompetence and negligence
From those in charge
Open the gate God
For a crowd too large

Open the Shankly Gates
Kenny said to the club
Let the bereaved in
We'll share the pain and the love
We'll fight this together
Under one Liverpool hat
This isn't about football
Its more important than that

Open The Gate

Open the gate mam
Before you go to bed
I'll come home the back way
After watching the Reds
We're going to Hillsborough
To watch our great team
A League and Cup double
Is still Kenny's dream

Open the gate mate
We said at Lime Street
We're going to Sheffield
To watch the Reds beat
Clough's Forest side
They're a good little team
But they can't stop
Our double winning dream

Open the gate Sir
We say at the ground
There's too many in here
Or can't you hear that sound
We need more space
Or tragedy is bound to occur
The crushing's now started
Please open the gate sir

Open the gate God
For all ninety-six
What happened st Hillsborough
Can never truly be fixed
Incompetence and negligence
From those in charge
Open the gate God
For a crowd too large

Open the Shankly Gates
Kenny said to the club
Let the bereaved in
We'll share the pain and the love
We'll fight this together
Under one Liverpool hat
This isn't about football
Its more important than that

Billy it makes me proud that we have lads like you who will make sure the 96 are never forgotten. Well done mate.