Black Gold Pleasure Does It Measure

The shaft breaths while the leaves drop to attention, as the frozen air eats its way into the black gold lair, Welsh communities were made and paid for the pleasure of the dirty raid, Train lines appeared and sat lowly and proud waiting for the heart of the mine to grace the line, While the widowed wives battle with their lives in the midst of the children's cries, As the proud lines ripped its way through the furrow, to its destination, the docks on the morrow, The unheard screams and dreams muted out by the huffing and puffing black gold lair, Barry Docks is where the coal rests ready for its trip around the world. The sailors obey as the ships sway, The family's fears land on deaf ears, while the money flows! Back and fore the mine cart rolls, As the 21st century and fracking appears and the face of the past still leers, a result is what the people adheres, As the countries arm wrestle for the magic answer to fore fill the land! Putting it within the law for the human core. What's fracking? Given all the right tools and within the rules. Is it dirty? Is it nature? Is it rich for the poor? Is it healthy, is it wealthy? All of them at the fore,