BLACK COUNTRY LUNGS


BLACK COUNTRY LUNGS


Twas on the day that Harry and Meghan wed


We came together to honour our Black Country dead


Those living too sharing that vital spark


That they used to light up here at lovely Lightwoods Park

Black Country lungs that breathe their last


For so many the deadly die was cast


With smoking and industrial disease


The cause of their early much lamented demise

Black Country lungs were ravaged by COPD


A blessed release as they passed….it set them free


Women like Ann told how she couldn’t breathe


Her Brummie lungs congested by a Black Country disease

Then along came Corinne to take pictures of their plight


With oxygen masks helping them make light


Of this terrible disease which was such a blight


But Corinne came along to make them feel bright

By telling their stories to the rest of the world


It gave them purpose as their suffering unfurled


Such lives well lived in the tough foundries and mines


These Black Country folk had shown such backbone and spine

In their fight to make a livin’ in tough times


Corinne Noordenbos this Dutch lady artist


Gave them their lives back with a voice at their parting


Black Country lungs breathe their last in the park


Black Country folk are the ‘Salt of the Earth’

Keith Bracey the Brummie Bard: Birmingham and Black Country poet.


You can read my poetry on my Bracey Bearwood Blog at


https://keithbracey.wordpress.com