Thanks for that and for bringing this work to my attention. Liverpool (the place) is in my soul and I make no apologies if that sounds corny. That poem sounds like a blow by blow account of what this weekend will be like for me and the family
but I am just as happy, walking the streets between the cathedrals and 'hearing the accent'.
Another one from Levi Tafari
Stereotypes
Media hypes
The victim Liverpool
They painted a picture
Of a criminal culture
Uncouth and very, very cruel
In vibrant times
Poets created rhymes
And comedians carried the swing
There was MERSEYBEAT
The vibe out on the street
Yeah! Everybody wanted to sing
“You’ll Never Walk Alone
In my Liverpool home”
LFC wore the colours of success
They would beat teams up
While retaining the cup
Teams who visited left distressed
Checkout the TV Soap
Visit the Street of Hope
With two Cathedrals shrouded in fame
Newspapers from the gutter
Distorted the disaster
Liverpool was back in the frame
Signature: Words Have Power. Peace! Levi 2006 I know people love the accent
But then some pass judgement
They say Scousers are always on the rob
“Well there is a Scouser in town
So screw everything down.”
If you’re a Scouser, it’s hard getting a job.
Some visit the Albert docks
Close to the Liver Clocks
And sail the Ferry across the Mersey
Checking out the famous skyline
Which is recognised every time
With an image that is Oh! So chirpy
Well! She is known worldwide
This daughter of Merseyside
With a passion that burns like fire
So the reason I write
Is to shed forth some light
And Liverpool you never fail to INSPIRE
Just on a side note, I heared Steve Macdonald (character name) on Coronation Street say to Craig Charles (actor) tonight something like 'come on, you are a scouser, you are meant to be a menace', and it makes poetry like this strike a chord. 'Toxteth where I reside' by the same poet seems also to ring very true, written in April 1989 as it happens.
I dont know, I am not a scouser. I now nothing about large parts of the forgotten parts of the city but I do know that there is a large part of me that would move to the city tomorrow.
Hard as nails but a heart so kind.