Sandwell, 1st of June 1948
dying embers lightened up the sky today
as reprisal renders her charred path in a timeless state
where silence's presence is accompanied by a nightingale
and frightening fragments transubstantiate into tidal waves,
- as Emma's wishful thinking dissipates.. on a crimson ray.
"Is it because of the loved one I betrayed?
Or is it because I never obliged to stay?
Mama, why didn't you tell me right away!"
The home once harbouring her childlike soul,
it bore her nascent pride of mine and coal,
she would rise from the ashes with a revival of her own..
But right now..
There are tears in her eyes as she is trying to grasp the line to say,
"the..mining chamber, where my dear father p..slept away.."
- and rising embers brightened up the sky today,
in the Black Country.
* Black Country (where Sandwell's a significant part of) was one of the most industrialised parts of Britain during the Industrialised Revolution, with coal mines, steel mills etc.
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