77

Fiery eyes gazed at us from 
out the depths. The damp
ness stuck to our hearts 
The cold penetrated to 
the marrow

A spirit appeared, big and 
black, pushed us again 
into a cage and we 
shot at a terrific rate 
to the surface of the 
earth.   

The coal on being 
blasted out is loaded 
into small cars, run 
to the shaft & hoisted to 
the top of the shaft house
                
[written in a moving freight 
train]