Mine Town Story

West Virginia Born, I was.

Not by choice here in 1951

Living in a Company Town

we call hollers, no towns near.

Food is scarce, but work’s scarcer.

Not many choices left ‘cept to

work the coal mines three shifts

or could be a farmer or a bum.

Money here is Paper Scrip

and only payable to the miner

to buy and pay at Company Store.

Not much choice, no choice.

Houses were identical row houses.

Owned by Coal Mine, built cheap

in return for your slavery with

all boys, men of age to work mines.

Life was the same all around

every mine visited identical.

Every Coal Company same

No where else to go, no cars.

They had one room schools

with all grades in one room.

Most times older ones taught littles.

Spaces cramped no heat ‘cept coal.

As time went on the Mines were

more civilized and built churches,

movie theaters, playgrounds too.

But pay was low and still trapped.

West Virginia mountains beauty,

but was raped and ravaged by

thieves and risk takers of mine.

Poverty, does not reduce beauty.

©Susans Soul…

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