<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=555964" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hillsborough</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tears of angels fell on Liverpool’s streets, <br>Waves of the Mersey woke from their sleep, <br>The Liver Bird’s head hung in grief, <br>Hillsborough’s terracing became a thief. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nothing can soothe a mother’s broken heart <br>As her tears have stained a Liverpool scarf, <br>The Kop stood, in a cold quiet silence <br>As 96 souls never got a chance to say goodbye. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Leppings Lane end was the killing field of football <br>As the Liverpool fans had traveled for a FA Cup semi-final, <br>Blind with ignorance was the Sheffield police force <br>As they crushed the fans into, what was like a garden fence. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Through the eyes of this Celtic supporter, <br>I was one of football’s mourners, <br>The passion had gone from the beautiful game <br>When wreathes of sadness bore Liverpool’s name. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bill Shankly, one of Liverpool’s greats, <br>Waited for the 96 souls at heaven‘s gates, <br>As they watch the likes of Owen & Heskey, <br>Restore the pride and glory back to the Mersey. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The seas of injustice will rise in time <br>As Liverpool will always remember April’15th 1989, <br>The eternal candle will burn for those who were lost, <br>And will burn even brighter when justice is served.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Daniel+McDonagh">Daniel McDonagh</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=555964" data-title="Hillsborough de Daniel McDonagh" data-description="Tears of angels fell on Liverpool’s streets, Waves of the Mersey woke from their sleep, The Liver Bird’s head hung in grief, Hillsborough’s terracing became a thief. Nothing can soothe a mother’s broken heart As her tears have staine..."></div> </div> </div>

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