Abandoned Mine – A Poem

Chip away if you must

at the rock and rust

Slice your fingers as you scrape

for the last trace

This is not my cliff face

I am not of the stone age

I will turn to the sky

and shout why

knowing no answer comes

but enjoying the oblivion

of pretending for a seconds span

that anyone has the master plan

Then self-indulgence spent

I will strap in my intent

know all I can do is set course

and then grit against the g-force

of a fight against old beliefs

that have cost so many sworn chiefs

even now set to dig in vain

through the waste for a cheap gain

sworn unto death against a new way

holding on to their grim estate

I shall leave that gravity field

sow my seed to see what she yields

and on a lonely plain in wasteland

I will hold on to my lovers hand

watch the cloud of molten gas rise

in a pillar over your pride


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