Miners’ wives’
anger rises
“They don’t care.
We are forgotten”
she says, walking away
to be with her tears.
Looking in,
Injustice looks like hardship,
but really it’s their voice not counting in,
Why can’t they see?
It is unfair to make
Decisions from afar,
It is in their grief of the pit mentality.
Still, with the energy of standing up to injustice
in their bones, they write a plan.
“Justice here, means protecting heritage.”
Two fingers up to that,
Democracy has been diverted
Not only the end of fish-and-chip Fridays
but a great big f’ing bund,
an incomprehensible divide
Why did they decide
to house a machine?
From their windows
they can no longer see a
representation of their history.
Now a daily reminder of the disrespect of their story.
More than spoil, the bund brings toil.
A community left asking:
why does no one care?
This isn’t fair…
what’s the point?
Inspired by the interviews with the Stainforth community, written by Dr Tessa Lynn