‘I felt bad for the horses having to work underground 

I had a carrot in my pocket once 

I offered it to a horse that was lying down 

Then realised the horse had died 

But it was too late I’d already put it in the horse’s mouth 

I loved my horse and it loved me too 

I wish the horses had more of a holiday 

Sometimes I felt they needed it more than us 

I think I was actually allergic to horses 

There was a day I almost choked on horse fur  

Sometimes they seemed to be everywhere in the pit 

I would spend a whole day shovelling horse poo 

They used to work so hard 

I bet all they wanted to do was run around and eat grass 

I wish the horses could have had a better life 

We had a horse called Charlie that booted a rat down the pit 

There’s more I could tell you but I can’t remember 

I just wanted the horses to have a happier future 

Just like the miners.’  

‘I see nothing 

I am blind to the world 

I’m tough, I’m hard 

And I’m so sick of being dug up 

Stop with your shovels and pickaxes just leave me alone 

Why do you want to burn me so badly? 

I’m tired of being used 

You tell me I’m worth something every day 

But then I get slowly burnt away 

Please leave me in peace 

Is there anyone out there…..hello? 

There are so many alternatives to coal 

Burn charcoal or flint or ashes 

Why don’t you just go nuclear? 

Stop digging in the dark 

I deserve so much more than this 

It takes thousands of years for me to grow and develop 

Only to be exploded and burnt away 

When will this pain ever end?’