“Oh you, my dear friend,
You know, I’m rarely found,
Deep under the ground,
My life being earth-bound.”
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“Oh you, my dear friend, You know, I’m rarely found, Deep under the ground, My life being earth-bound.” ya dear all underneath the sould...... beautiful one and good write
'“Before my coal-brother I bow. I feel like confessing now. Am I really more valuable? I beg it’s for you to tell.”' An excellent job is done. I love this poem.10+++
mining of natural resources are as hard as looking for a friend to be trusted... naizz
A poem that has great moral value. Those who go into the darkness to mine coal have a special kind of dignity and bravery. My grandfather began to be a coal miner when he was only twelve years old.Even though his back was bent from a slate fall, , he loved the mines until the day God took him home.Thank you for writing this fine piece.
Wow. I simply loved this poem it is excellently executed. Love the play on words.
Polarized Poetry [PP]…Coal the womb …the Mom…Poor’s fuel…daughter Diamond riches of rich…truly Masterly blended light and shade of life in poetic canvas … thanks sharing… Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10