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The Making Of A Worker
The Making Of A Worker.
The lorry tips its rubble
On the road outside our house,
the privet hedge engulfed
in a primordial cloud of dust,
it drives away in chugging glee
having spilled its heavy load
and we stand and watch it go
as the carbon mountain settles.
The sergeant-major father
barks his orders at the troops
and our little hands clasp tight
the...
Tuesday 2nd February 2016 8:01 pm
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