Saturday night rumors on the Mersey banks.
The city vibrates,rumbles and roars .
Penny lane goes up in flames .
Leave behind you sorrows and fears
when you take your head in your hands
and doubt the way...
You're not alone !
You're not alone !
Communion rising to heaven
chasing away the evil shadows ...
For a moment time beats time
and the magnificent 4 are back ...
Anfield becomes a cauldron of burning passion
and a river of hops and hope
when gladiators enter the arena !
Transcendented warriors !
Little frogs petrified ...
Prince in your fortress ,
don't ever forget ,
you're not alone !
You're not alone !
Mate ,forget the harsh future
through storm and darkness .
The heroes of ancient time make you a cortege,
your soul is that a winner because you dare !
don't ever forget ,
You're not alone ...
AND YOU'LL NEVER WALK ALONE !
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Author:
lorenz (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 5th, 2025 11:26
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Comments3
The setting created for this poem is well thought out. The darkness imagined (night) and the sound (rumble) sets the scene. Darkness alone, rumble not alone. Although we are actually all alone in that no one can enter our soul we are a part of all around us and never alone. We are never alone. A lovely message of comfort.
A tribute to the illustrious F.C Liverpool dear Soren ! But you've captured the essence of the text !
An amazing poem – a true anthem of vibrant energy and unity. There is a special emotional pulse here and an incredible sense of presence. Very vivid and powerful!
It was a rumor that went up from Anfield and sent shivers down your spine !
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