Picks and Prizes

The black gem is his goal.Some mines are not so dark.Sometimes, indeed, the sparkdelights and finds the coal.

The light defines his soul.Some wines, sublimes. Remark:"the war is over". Hark,just be the leader sole.

So now the gold is crown,while sweat is always sweatand hands are always brown.

Somewhere. Someone. Sunset:the life is falling downon miners that I met.