Pit Stories

I recall a time when I used to view the future clearly Planned out every minute detail purposefully To ensure my life was lived successfully I laid every brick intentionally Nothing could have prepared me, When the boulder rolled down the hill suddenly And when I turned around, the space it once held was empty I broke out into a sprint attempting to halt the inevitability Fixated on the chase, I could not see A cavernous...

There's a pit that I fell intoI'm still falling, it's so deepAnd I cannot stop this tumblingCause the walls are smooth and steep It has made me lose my visionOnly one thing I see clearIt was Her that made me stumbleshe made all else disappear She keeps pulling ever strongerIt's a force too fierce to fightIt's persistent, not relentingAlways pulling, day and night And that pit is getting warmerEver hotter while I fallThere...

Coal-Miner Thirty year old powerloader Brian, stood amidst the crowd of jabbering miners as they waited to descend in the cage. His aching slightly overweight frame already fatigued with the stress of just getting there. He put his holdall down at his feet, then rested his arms on the guard-rail of the fence at the top of the steps leading to the bottom deck of the cage. Who wanted to be down the pit on a sunny day like t...