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This is the place

Manchester, 22 mei 2017

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Na de terroristische aanslag op de Manchester Arena kwamen mensen bij elkaar om hun woede en verdriet te delen. Bij één van deze bijeenkomsten waar duizenden mensen aanwezig waren droeg Tony Walsh zijn gedicht ‘This is the place’ voor. Dit gedicht dat hij oorspronkelijk schreef voor Forever Manchester, een goede doelen stichting die gemeenschapsactiviteiten ondersteunt in Manchester paste zo goed bij de gevoelens die veel mensen hadden; niet opgeven, doorgaan met leven en als inwoners van Manchester één front vormen. Tony Walsh schrijft onder de naam Longfella en is freelance dichter, schrijver en performer en artist -in-education.

Meer informatie over Walsh op zijn website http://longfella.co.uk/

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This is the place

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Manchester!

This is the place In the north-west of England.

It’s ace, it’s the best and the songs that we sing

from the stands, from our bands set the whole planet shaking.

Our inventions are legends. There’s nowt we can’t make, and

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so we make brilliant music. We make brilliant bands

We make goals that make souls leap from seats in the stands

And we make things from steel and we make things from cotton

And we make people laugh, take the mick summat rotten

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And we make you at home and we make you feel welcome

and we make summat happen and we can’t seem to help it

and if you’re looking from history, then yeah we’ve a wealth

But the Manchester way is to make it yourself.

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And make us a record, a new number one

And make us a brew while you’re up, love, go on

And make us feel proud that you’re winning the league

And make us sing louder and make us believe it

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that this is the place that has helped shape the world

And this is the place where a Manchester girl

named Emmeline Pankhurst from the streets of Moss Side

led a suffragette city with sisterhood pride

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And this is the place with appliance of science,

we’re on it, atomic, we struck with defiance,

and in the face of a challenge, we always stand tall,

Mancunians, in union, delivered it all

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Such as housing and libraries and health, education

and unions and co-ops and first railway stations

So we’re sorry, bear with us, we invented commuters.

But we hope you forgive us, we invented computers.

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And this is the place Henry Rice strolled with rolls,

and we’ve rocked and we’ve rolled with our own northern soul

And so this is the place to do business then dance,

where go-getters and goal-setters know they’ve a chance

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And this is the place where we first played as kids.

And me mum, lived and died here, she loved it, she did.

And this is the place where our folks came to work,

where they struggled in puddles, they hurt in the dirt

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and they built us a city, they built us these towns

and they coughed on the cobbles to the deafening sound

to the steaming machines and the screaming of slaves,

they were scheming for greatness, they dreamed to their graves.

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And they left us a spirit. They left us a vibe.

That Mancunian way to survive and to thrive

and to work and to build, to connect, and create and

Greater Manchester’s greatness is keeping it great.

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And so this is the place now with kids of our own.

Some are born here, some drawn here, but they all call it home.

And they’ve covered the cobbles, but they’ll never defeat,

all the dreamers and schemers who still teem through these streets.

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Because this is a place that has been through some hard times:

oppressions, recessions, depressions, and dark times.

But we keep fighting back with Greater Manchester spirit.

Northern grit, Northern wit, and Greater Manchester’s lyrics.

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And these hard times again, in these streets of our city,

but we won’t take defeat and we don’t want your pity.

Because this is a place where we stand strong together,

with a smile on our face, greater Manchester forever.

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And we’ve got this place where a team with a dream can

get funding and something to help with a scheme.

Because this is a place that understands your grand plans.

We don’t do “no can do” we just stress “yes we can”

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Forever Manchester’s a charity for people round here,

you can fundraise, donate, you can be a volunteer.

You can live local, give local, we can honestly say,

we do charity different, that Mancunian way.

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And we fund local kids, and we fund local teams.

We support local dreamers to work for their dreams.

We support local groups and the great work they do.

So can you help us. help local people like you?

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Because this is the place in our hearts, in our homes,

because this is the place that’s a part of our bones.

Because Greater Manchester gives us such strength from the fact

that this is the place, we should give something back.

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Always remember, never forget, forever Manchester.

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Choose love.

 

Gedicht op een bijzondere plek

Grosvenor Square, Londen

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Op 11 september 2003 werd in Londen op Grosvenor Square een monument onthuld dat is gewijd aan de 67 Britse slachtoffers van de terroristische aanval op de Twin Towers in New York op 11 september 2001. Een gedicht van de Amerikaanse dichter Henry van Dyke werd gekozen als inscriptie op een herdenkingssteen, waaronder een stuk staal van de Twin Towers is begraven.

Het monument werd mogelijk gemaakt door bedrijven en individuen die te maken hadden met de aanval op het World Trade Center. De opzet en bouw werd  in nauw overleg met de familie van de slachtoffers gedaan en biedt een plaats voor rust en beschouwing.

Het monument bestaat uit een soort tempeltje van hout. In het fries boven de ingang staat te lezen ‘Grief is the price of love’ en op drie lange bronzen platen ‘Those United Kingdom citizens who lost their lives are remembered here by name:’ gevolgd door de 67 namen van de slachtoffers.

De palen van de omringende pergola zijn elk gemaakt van een stam van een eik. Voor het ‘tempeltje’ ligt de herdenkingssteen met daarop het gedicht van Henry van Dyke. Het gedicht schreef van Dyke in 1904 als inscriptie op een zonnewijzer.

Henry van Dyke (1852 – 1933) was een Amerikaans protestants predikant, schrijver en dichter. Hij was zeer populair in de eerste decennia van de 20e eeuw. Hij publiceerde diverse korte verhalen, gedichten en essays.

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Time is

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Time is

too slow for those who wait,

too swift for those who fear,

too long for those who grieve,

too short for those who rejoice,

but for those who love,

time is not.

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