Open cast Mining

This earth moving machinery
rattles and clangs through its rude day,
scraping away ancient scenery
and my childhood along the way
exposing coal under the clay.

The drone behind this high pitched whine
indifferent to the changes wrought
worms and casts aside my past times
for preciousness its master sought,
which drifts like smoke away to nought.

This droning drags on through the years
the desolation is complete
and fruitless now the ground sprouts tears
watching the spread of new concrete
to hide the black that was so green
spoiled by thieves who thieved my dreams.
Written by Rew
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