The mining pond of death
Through the decades I heard
Many died by suicide or accidents
Still many will tend to forget
Though town council put up notice
“No fishing allowed in this pond”
Yet there are people still putting lines
Standing at the edge of the mining pond
The weather maybe fine to the eyes
In the morning rays and late evening sun
What ghosts live in the mining pond?
The screaming ones wanting to be free
It is also a collecting point
For waste water and rainfall
Though it looks calm in the day
Under the mining pond the ghosts stay
The mining pond of death
Pass by everyday for the people
Nobody pays much attention to it
They will think it is an accident what's the fuss?
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