Like a monument to the past it stands isolated and alone Unused, neglected and unwanted like some old tombstone Once it signifies the relief of another ended shift Of hours of heavy toil dreaming of going back in the lift The dark the dank and the dirt entered the mind and the soul Of the fathers, brothers and sons who daily sank into the hole But the pit was part fo the valley the ehart of them all And the clank of the machines became their becoming call
But they all felt the pain and loss when they closed the pit that day Like vultures the scrappies came to take the tower away The men went from the valley to earn their daily crust And nature spread the seeds to hide the slag heap dust Now the road up to Hafodyyrynys is beautiful and green The hills to the left and right are a pleasure to be seen The epitome of evolution and confirmation that nothing will last Only this remains now, desolate, a reminder to the past
When it comes into view as you drive around the bend Open your mind and imagine a time they thought would never end You may then just hear an echo of the singing and the laughs Of those long gone miners who frequented the pit head baths
An after thought
Come on you councillors of Torfaen its future is in your hands Surely this remnant of our heritage deserves some future plans There has to be some hope out there to give the baths rebirth Not left to crumble and decay and disappear into the earth
by Julie Wilson
Last Modified on: 05-11-2015
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