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southend united
(a sea's edge, this dream of blue)
waves of hope(lessness)
& tides of cheerless triumphs
fans (hearts bared) rally
—clutches of sky
within fingers
of tomorrow
beyond the storm
(this pitch of time)
whispering
resilience
for every
shadowed loss, light
(and in that light)
the flicker of belief
o mighty shrimper
(our song within a breeze)
a chorus of endless seas
lifting us
homeward
together,
(we rise, we fall)
in the infinite embrace
of our southend
united
William Wordsworth
Upon these fields where Southend's brave hearts tread,
In shadowed strife or sunny, joyous gleam,
Their spirits blend with every goal that's sped,
To rise and fall upon a shared dream.
The loyal throng, like steadfast waves they come,
Through tempests harsh or breezes soft and kind,
Their voices lift a song that strikes the drum,
Of history's heart, a legacy entwined.
O Southend, with your colours bold and bright,
We honour thee through every match and fight.
Edgar Allen Poe
Upon the field where shadows prowl,
Southend's warriors, bold and proud,
In moonlit gloom, they fight and howl,
Before a restless, roaring crowd.
The echoes of their battles past,
Like phantoms, whisper through the air,
In every cheer, a spell is cast,
Of dreams and glory, dark and fair.
For Southend's name shall never fade,
Though tempests rise and shadows play,
In every heart, a pledge is made,
To stand united, come what may.
In twilight's grasp, their spirits soar,
A haunted hymn forevermore.
Robert Frost
The field lies open under sky’s expanse,
Where Southend’s team confronts their fated quest,
With every pass and goal, a fervent dance,
Their journey marked by struggle and by zest.
The crowd's deep murmur like the autumn breeze,
Through wins and losses, ever they remain,
In unity beneath the changing trees,
Their faith in Southend steadfast will sustain.
For paths may wind and trials may be long,
Yet through each match, the spirit’s ever strong.
southend united
(a sea's edge, this dream of blue)
waves of hope(lessness)
& tides of cheerless triumphs
fans (hearts bared) rally
—clutches of sky
within fingers
of tomorrow
beyond the storm
(this pitch of time)
whispering
resilience
for every
shadowed loss, light
(and in that light)
the flicker of belief
o mighty shrimper
(our song within a breeze)
a chorus of endless seas
lifting us
homeward
together,
(we rise, we fall)
in the infinite embrace
of our southend
united
William Wordsworth
Upon these fields where Southend's brave hearts tread,
In shadowed strife or sunny, joyous gleam,
Their spirits blend with every goal that's sped,
To rise and fall upon a shared dream.
The loyal throng, like steadfast waves they come,
Through tempests harsh or breezes soft and kind,
Their voices lift a song that strikes the drum,
Of history's heart, a legacy entwined.
O Southend, with your colours bold and bright,
We honour thee through every match and fight.
Edgar Allen Poe
Upon the field where shadows prowl,
Southend's warriors, bold and proud,
In moonlit gloom, they fight and howl,
Before a restless, roaring crowd.
The echoes of their battles past,
Like phantoms, whisper through the air,
In every cheer, a spell is cast,
Of dreams and glory, dark and fair.
For Southend's name shall never fade,
Though tempests rise and shadows play,
In every heart, a pledge is made,
To stand united, come what may.
In twilight's grasp, their spirits soar,
A haunted hymn forevermore.
Robert Frost
The field lies open under sky’s expanse,
Where Southend’s team confronts their fated quest,
With every pass and goal, a fervent dance,
Their journey marked by struggle and by zest.
The crowd's deep murmur like the autumn breeze,
Through wins and losses, ever they remain,
In unity beneath the changing trees,
Their faith in Southend steadfast will sustain.
For paths may wind and trials may be long,
Yet through each match, the spirit’s ever strong.
