'What's mine is yours': A poem by Cameron Holleran
'What's mine is yours' is the latest poem from IGP Poet-in-Residence Cameron Holleran, inspired by the event The Mining Industry and Just Transition at UNFCCC #COP24
21 December 2018
What's mine is yours
A mine becomes a community. A livelihood becomes a life.
Close the mine. End the life.
This country knows the sting of stopping mining.
Its men left hollow, how that hollowness spread. It cannot happen here.
These communities must survive.
All the families who warm us,
Generations of sweat and blood,
Of long nights bathing off the dirt,
Of dying in collapdes, of collapses decades later.
Mines stop as coal's no longer needed.
Once thought as gold, not is is Hell
Dredged up, taken from Satan's hands,
Poisoning, realising his kingdom on eath.
Britain's scars could be realised
As Heaven somewhere else. Fifty years
From now, miners cough thick phlegm into delicately
Patterned handkerchiefs. In-between full-bodied
Hacks, they hear children's easy breaths