Hard-Rock Miners: a Photo, 1850
Each man with his lunch box looks straight ahead
into the lens. It’s dawning, above ground.
Why think about a sweetheart still a-bed?
Each man with his lunch box looks straight ahead.
They’re going down. Lost daylight like the dead
who never rise. Their pay is pick and pound.
Each man with his lunch box looks straight ahead
into the lens. It’s dawning – above ground.
Copyright © Taylor Graham | Year Posted 2011
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