Mining is far older than sin,
In millennia long ago did begin,
Man went from flint to wood then tin,
The benefit to mankind had thus set in.
A Mine is by design, an earth burrowing project,
Which yield the ores that sustained civilized eras,
A standard of living hereto unknown in every respect.
Does mining make you grateful, ireful or nemophilist?
Mining challenges include everything environmental.
Does mining make you quiver or concerned, maybe a little?
What if the Thunberg’s dominated our world?
Would mining be relegated into the netherworld?
Into the darkness of the earth miners do go,
With their tools all ready and helmets aglow,
They explore, dig, and then excavate,
For precious minerals their aim to locate.
Mining is a tough and arduous task,
A job for the brave, no time to bask.
Miners drill, they blast and hammer away,
With sweat on their brow, they work night and day.
The sound of metal echoes through the mineshaft,
As miners dig deeper, they're alert and fast.
To extract from the lode while the vein will last,
Our finds are precious, they make the economy whole.
The life of a miner may not seem so grand,
But their toil is the backbone of every land.
For without them, we would be bereft.
Of all the resources we take for granted and left adrift.
Miners toil for security and family it's their daily strife,
Each miner commits for most of their life,
Miners are made hardy by the nature of their work,
A calling from which they do not shirk.
Raise a toast to the miners, each one and all,
For a global fraternity who have heeded the call,
To extract what's beneath the earth's crust,
And keep the global economy robust.
About this poem
An ode to celebrate mining in our human journey. As humans advanced so too did technology going from flint, wood etc. to metal meant having to dig the earth for the raw resources needed to feed this advanced social benefit and thus began the era of mining. As a miner and a family tradition spanning a couple of centuries, the work was hard, but it built security and spin off benefits for each miner’s family.
Written on May 25, 2023
Submitted by PolarPaddy on May 25, 2023
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