Now I'm a Miner you know

My heart reaches out to the mining industry, they have been treated badly recently and I can't let it continue without some comment.
With this in mind I have penned a short poem, I hope this softens some of the vitriol that has been written recently.

Now I'm a Miner you know

I dig holes move mountains of dirt

When I arrive there's nothing but earth

Now the work is hard and I'm not kidding

Very long days and heavy digging

We dig it up and take it away

Leave small mountains on the way

And very large holes we leave behind

Never mind one day they'll be mined

So in our wake we leave a lot

When miners leave they mark the spot

This is truly what miners do

It's not so nasty, we're being kind to

You wouldn't like us to leave the good stuff behind

Now I'm just a miner never you mind

These big holes we leave in the ground

They might be useful, to someone I'm sure

We never do wrong, within the law

No we are great patriots, just ask why

The reason is obvious we wouldn't lie

Every country we mine in, always want us

We treat them all differently, oh yes we must

Yes we are great patriots, now you know why

We belong to no country, we don't have to be sly

They bend over backwards to ask us aboard

Welcomed because it makes there economies broad

All the rumours that abound

They are just unsound

You really should learn to love us

Cause we care for you, the money you give us

It's just made by the by

Not done deliberately, we're not sly

Stephen. W.T  Read (2010)