This is a traditional magnetic cache in Barnsley which was once a great mining community.
Not too long ago, people worked hard and respected each other. Since the Miners’ Strike of 1984-1985 this has long gone.
Twenty five years later the resentment and hostility still runs deeply within many local Yorkshire communities, particularly those who were directly involved in what was effectively civil war.
No doubt the viscous life-blood of such emotions will remain undiluted by the passing of time. First hand stories and memories surrounding the savage repression and brutality exercised by the police; of families torn apart and the political failure to meaningfully rehabilitate these post-mining communities will ensure that those who cried “Coal, not Dole!’ will never be forgotten.
It stands so proud, the wheel so still
A ghost-like figure on the hill
It seems so strange there is no sound
Now there are no men underground
What will become of this pit-yard
Where men once trampled, faces hard
Tired and weary, their shift done
Never having seen the sun
Will it become a sacred ground
Foreign tourists gazing round?
Asking if there once worked here
Way beneath the pit-head gear
Empty trucks once filled with coal
Lined up like men on the dole
Will they ever be used again
Or left for scrap just like the men?
There’ll always be a happy hour
For those with money, jobs and power
They’ll never realise the hurt
They cause to men they treat like dirt
A cache by Swift Nick Nevison
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