The Coal Miner

The debris from the coal mine

had turned his lungs to black

He spent years slaving down there

breathing it all, busting his back

His family was sure the way he worked

He’d give himself a heart attack

He was up every morning

before the dawn had even cracked

By: J.N.R Dutton






Author: J.N.R Dutton (aka The Poet)

Husband. Father. Writer/Independent Journalist/Poet. Artist,all around creative soul. I reside in Southern Idaho with my wife & son.

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