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Amitav Radiance May 2014
The depths of this Earth has Treasure
But not everyone is brave enough to
Venture to the dark world to bring Black Gold
Kissing their families good bye and
Venturing into the unknown depths
For it requires valor to spend their life in the dark
Unable to differentiate between the day and night
Only the yellow helmets with lights to lead the path
For they are not lucky to wish upon a falling star
As the nights are spent in the confines of the mines
Spending their energy to light up the world above
The faces smeared black, the wrinkle lines visible
Yet, the smile and enthusiasm is intact
Only fit for a brave soul, to endure the pain
All to feed their families and school their children
So they can have a brighter life ahead of them
For his sacrifice will uplift his children’s future
Most of the days spent in darkness
Yet, the minds are filled with bright dreams for family
Unsure of the sudden disasters that lurk deep down
Braving the uncertainties and all odds
The coal miners are a force to reckon
Or else, many of our lives would have been in perpetual darkness
A tribute to all the coal miners in Turkey. Where lot of miners are trapped and also lost their lives. Many are yet to be rescued. Their loss is irreplaceable, but we can pray for them and ease their pain.
Cedric McClester Jun 2018
By: Cedric McClester

Those heartless sons of *******
Comprised of warlocks and witches
Sitting at home with their riches
Need to be kicked in their britches
Like people who are totally unaware
They’re telling us that they really don’t care
About those children who sit and stare
Looking for parents who are not there

Those callous *******
Must think that we’re all suckers
Like the coalminers and truckers
Or the closed factories of pluckers
Deep down South in the chicken belt
Must know how those children felt
Considering the hand they were dealt
Which should make their cold hearts melt

But they’re oblivious
To their pledge, “In God we trust,”
They could care less about the rest of us
Which for the empathetic would be a must
They don’t walk in our shoes
But that’s no new news
It’s something they’d never choose
To the contrary they refuse

Those Trumpian *******
As earlier stated,” *******!”
Constantly tryin to duck us
Would like nothing better than to chuck us
But through the magic of videotape
They can try but  they won’t escape
The public’s scrutiny
It’s there for us all to see


Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2018.  All rights reserved.

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