Sometimes

               Life begs

To disbelief

He wore our shirt

So was one of us

Togethers as one YNWA

And now one is gone

And the family

Beggars’ disbelief

From the smallest

To the new bride

Mother, grandmothers

Footballers he celebrated with

close their eyes

We collectively hold you

        And all who remember you

Will Nev...

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Why I went back 

A posthumous poem in the voice of Walter Tull – 28.04.1888 to 25.03.1918

Until you’ve been under fire

hunkered down in some funk hole

you’ll never know terror, the horror

or the damage to the soul

that just one barrage can do,

before you ever hear the whistle’s blast

that, sadly it’s true

for all too many,

signals this’ll be your last.

So...

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