HERE ARE MEN’S HEARTS
their hands
ore-stained
or grimed
with coal
their eyes
that see in the dark
men's arms
raise the hammer
that strike the
rock
that make earth
bleed
that give us iron
that give us
steel
that give us
this day
fired
in the iron
in the steel
in the coal
and the clay
here now, in decay
here now, in decay
here,
are men's hearts.
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