Now honey, please pour me a cup of tea, and I’ll tell you why I’m home so early…
Yes it’s true they are closing down the mine
Bad news travels fast
They shut down Number 9 shaft today
And number eight won’t last
They asked me if I’d hang around
A few extra weeks of pay that’s all
I didn’t really want to do it dear
A grown man wants to stand up tall
This old company house that’s been our home
I guess we’ll lose it to the banker’s greed
Maybe I’ll find a job in the Sydney Mines
I still got two strong hands yes indeed
Yes I know I cough too much at night
Black lung from eating too much coal dust
But the kids all need new winter clothes
And I’ll have to do just what I must
No dear, I’ll not go to the doctor
I know all too well what he will say
Want to pump me full of pills
More bills we just can’t pay
Ahh we’ll get by somehow I guess
We’ll find the Lord is on our side
No you’ll not go to your parents for help
I still have a little of my pride
Let’s go to bed now women
There’s one thing the owners cannot touch
We’ve loved each other so many years
And for that I thank the Lord so much.
Thnx for sharing felix. This is a very good poem of love in hard times. Of a love that can't be broken because of greed. May the Lord be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love, peace, & (((HUGS))), your dear sister in Wisconsin and in Christ our Lord,
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
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