Seven Nights...

poem by: Frank Hornby .
Written on Feb 24, 2017

"For seven nights the bombs fell on my beloved Liverpool,
seven nights of pure hell, for my beloved Liverpool.
For seven nights Hitler's bombers rained death from our night skies,
causing mayhem, and carnage, Liverpool's docks, the Luftwaffe's main prize.
The loud wail of the sirens, must've caused Scouse heartbeats to race,
but the proud people of Liverpool put on a brave face.
Many poor families lives extinguished, as together huddled in vain,
in my mind I hear their screams, I can only imagine their pain.
I feel sorrow, and pity for the brave people of my great City,
as the fury of the May blitz, blew their humble homes to bits!
Each night must've been horrific, but May 3rd by far the worst,
for seven hours the bombs fell...God has my Liverpool been cursed?
But the Scousers came through, although battered, and tender,
"You will never destroy us!...we will never surrender!"
Now one thing is for sure, our history in stone is firmly set,
remembering the terror our poor families endured, is something...we must never forget."

 

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Maria Williams commented:
I've been reading a lot of books of these times, just horrible, the poor people. You have depicted this time so well in this poem
Frank Hornby . commented:
Thanks for your nice comment Maria......I'm so glad that I never experienced th bombings ....but for many years after the war the evidence was there ...and us kids would love playing on the bombdies as we called them not really understanding the true story.....it was only years later I realised what my grandparents, and my teenage mum had to live through...... ....I'm so lucky.....
Christopher Russon commented:
Such a well written poem Frank .Such a horrific time in history.
ann parks commented:
my great grandfather ws killed by a V2 in London and I often think about it.....thanks so much for echoing my feelings.
Frank Hornby . commented:
We are the lucky generation......we should never forget what our parents, and grand parents had to endure to give us what we have today....I know I will never forget.......thanks Ann, thanks Chris for your comments....👍🏻
Dawn commented on May 22, 2019 at 7:29pm
A stunning tribute to those affected by such a horrific time I’m grateful I never experienced. And yet at the same time I can be thankful for the way that history has shaped our futures. We must always remember how beautiful life and freedom is so we can never go back to that seemingly impenetrable darkness. Thank you for sharing this.
A previous user commented on May 25, 2019 at 3:04pm
I think Coventry got hit pretty bad too, I remember my nana telling me about the cathedral when I was a kid. You can still find bits of old shrapnel and other stuff around if you know where to look :)
Frank Hornby . commented on Jun 12, 2019 at 12:13pm
Yeah you are right...Coventry took a hell of a pounding!....but those "Coventrians"..just like Scousers" where tough proud people with the NO SURRENDER attitude.....👍🏻

 

 

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