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The Welders

To build these giants It took many men Various trades Manufacturing gems Scaffolders, Platers Drawing room to sea But one trade Makes it happen for me Whatever they made No matter what they joined My choice is not made On the flick of a coin These are the guys That make metals talk Settle their differences With the strike of a rod Oil Rigs like the T.L.P. These are the creations That do it for me Pride in their eyes As their efforts are towed As smooth on the sea Just as their welds flowed The line above tells who they are The Welders

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 5/7/2009 5:55:00 AM
This poem to think of welders as a universal archetype of what holds our social structures and mental reality together ... the ending verse is very poignant ... quite a masterpiece.
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Date: 5/5/2009 9:23:00 AM
Never gave much thought to the talents and commitment of welders, but I will now! Where would we be without their hard work? Working on an oil rig has to be one of the most dangerous jobs as sudden storms can tear them apart. We saw that in the Gulf of Mexico after Hurricane Katrina. Thank you for opening my eyes! Love, Carolyn
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