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Darkness Descending (For all those reds who helped)

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I see no escape, just an imposing fence.
The numbing pain I feel is now so intense.
I feel a surge of pressure, rolling like a wave.
Is this terrace taking me to my grave?
 
It’s time to close my eyes, I’m slipping away.
Silent prayers and goodbyes, it’s time to say.
Darkness descends, the sun shines no more.
I’ve given up all hope, no more fight in store,
 
‘This one is alive,’ words I can just make out.
I am lying on a football pitch, chaos all about.
Carried to safety, from the crush I was freed.
I owe my life and survival, to a hero’s deed.

Remembering the 97 and the fellow reds who helped.

◄ Shoulder To Stone

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Mike Bartram

Mon 18th Apr 2022 12:02

Thank you for reading, and the lovely comment.

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Stephen Gospage

Sun 17th Apr 2022 17:34

I can't add anything to this, Mike. It is an extraordinary, inspiring poem and should be widely read. Memories are important, even if painful.

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