A Woman Of Subsidence Poem by Cathy King
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A Woman Of Subsidence
Mine! they said of the gold they found,
And hollowed her out as they were able,
'Til fire started beneath the ground,
And things above grew quite unstable.
They couldn't mine, they couldn't stand,
They couldn't build- and so they flew-
Oh, people, don't you understand?
Her treasure was not meant for you.
(May 22,2008)
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