A Coal Miner's Soul

A coal miner has a soul
that is so bold.
They grow old before their time,
in the mines digging coal.
Under the ground
not even a round of applause,
for all they do to keep this country moving
for you and me.
At night know one knows or hears the sounds and dreams
that hound them about all the work they done yesterday.
They work under ground in a deep dark hole with only their lights to guide them,
so electricity can flow.
Some think what they do is bad,
what a sadness this brings to my soul.


When death bell tolls another one is killed
all that is left is an empty shell.
Their  families have only memories left of a strong will man who work to pay his bills.
This sends chills up and down my spine
just to think they will never shine for all the good they do.
Think fast and don't blink twice and maybe you will see the light.

Written by Judith Collins