On the disaster at Aberfan, Glamorgan,

21st October 1966


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Lost, now, the laughter-days, death is the smear

That soils the tragic village with a stain

Stilling the sweet child-voices, spilling fear

To pierce the waiting mothers' hearts with pain.

Death lurched, suddenly, from the hill high-piled

In slithering mounds of man-erupted waste;

Grief is the crying of a dying child

As frantic hands delve deep in frightened haste.

The valley mourns and there is no tomorrow

Of dancing feet and voices raised in play,

Theirs but a shroud to share, of sorrow,

A tear to shed remembering today.

God, is this part of your Almighty Plan -

The silence in the homes of Aberfan ?



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