The Miner
Mining dust in outer space exploited planets full of
Holes and an eerie day, workers on strike.
10% ok, but nothing to spend money on except
in the company store
The workmen´s shuttle has broken down it will take
two years before a new one arrives with shuttle full of
whores, which are a long wait for anyone to suffer.
Long trek worker, been away for ten years now, children
moved away, wife has a lover.
But he has enough money to buy a car that needs no fuel,
the neighbours envy him tell him how terrible life was in
the years he was away...lucky guy waiting for the shuttle to
take him back to wishful thinking.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem