The End of An Age
Miner's out on Strike
No Coal to fuel the home fires
Or plumes of Industry
Outside the Picket gate's
The Miner's stood
Egged on by Militant Union leaders
Selling the deception of better pay
That would not see the light of day
They waited for
That what which was not to come
They had met there Waterloo
The future was mass consumerism
On a global scale
Manufacturing and Mining
Had seen its day in the Sun
The 1990 had begun
Copyright © Christopher Flaherty | Year Posted 2018
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment