Challenge ! . Rest in peace our dear old friend, we will not come again, No more will you be visited by blackened, hardy men, Your silence is within you, to reflect there on your own, Of the times that human warriors walked among your carbon`ed tomb. Recall the days when lamplight gleamed and bounced upon your seam, When miners came to work you, to fulfill their earthly dream, To take from you what you would give, but grudgingly you gave, And took with you our soul - mates, to a screaming deathly grave. Remember when the laughter from these heroes filled your ears, And the friendships that they formed within you lasted lifelong years, Remember of your history, to those who live above, And their reverence to your mystery, and their everlasting love. You were not just a `mineral`, you were never just a `mine, But a meeting place for heroes, the finest of the fine, A challenge to us you were, us blackened `bretheren,` But rest in peace, our dear old friend, - we will not come again !. Mick. ( Copyright Michael Westwood 2014 ).
Posted on: Thu, 22 Jan 2015 08:25:28 +0000
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