Mark 3:20-21
Stampedes or a crush
Crowds are dangerous
Unless there is control
It will be the end of us
Hillsborough or Burnden Park
In 1946
Bodies lying on the ground
At a sporting fix
Crowds can only cheer or boo
That is all their power
Chant your name and carry you
This your finest hour
Crowds came on in Galilee
Jesus cannot walk free
His family come to rescue him
It’s crazy can’t you see!
And crowds will gather finally
And hail his donkey ride
Then smelling blood will turn on him
To Golgotha they cried
The Lord he calls for followers
A united congregation
To witness to a wanting world
A true way to salvation
Brian Fahy
21 January 2023
Erris Poetry 