Price Of The Raw Material Poem by ion untaru

Price Of The Raw Material



Every morning
people rested
descend deep down
in mines of the life

and evening, climb up
to the surface
only the raw material

Oh, mother life!

(translated from romanian)

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joseph Poewhit 07 April 2009

Most times, we don't think much about that - like coal etc.

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Village Finta, Dambovitza
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