In Shamokin, they chop the heads off dogs. Punch
You square in the face for having skin half as dark
As the coal their great-grandfathers died for.
No one much remembers why the old men ride
In big open cars in the summer parades, or when
The Glen Burn colliery finally gave way to weeds and weather.

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