Silent Stands
Silent stands
The winding gear
The pithead sealed
Five and twenty year
Miners no longer toil
With honest dignity
Coal now comes
On boats across the sea
Silent stands
The eerie monument
To stubborn arrogance
And bad judgement
Rust abounds
As far as you can see
The mining gone for good
That’s Scargill’s legacy
Copyright © Paul Curtis | Year Posted 2010
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