Mine for gold and mine for coal. One is wealth, the other control.
It’s all the same in lungs and war. Lungs for sale, black and swarmed.
All is fair in His reward. The piles you stacked near touched His foot. Great and goods galore, galore.
All in His name, you dug the ground. Do remember to look up. His careful feet may topple down.
The winner’s prize, the loser’s hush.
It’s all the same in lungs and war.