Port Talbot

Port Talbot The city of steel, Is the place where I belong, Under its industrial cloak and working class reel, Where talent is abundant and steelworkers are made from steel. The city of steel, The place where chimneys stack high out of reach, And golden sand river from its arms, Where identity and pride manufacture industrial charm, The city of steel, With its industrial predominate core nestled by the shore, A heart pumping its flow with pride and identity, And natures blanket covering close guarding hills smug with beauty, The city of steel, It's tomorrow shackled with greed and jealousy, Tricked by fools promise sheltering black rats, And caught by deadly bloodhounds hunting in packs, The city of steel, Whose children are forged not born, Who will never repudiate but battle what you stand, Until the safe return of their great land. This is my city of steel, Our city of steel.