Daniel Lukacz

Buried Alive

I found him underground, still breathing,

But his face had begun to decay.

His eyes, now blankets, rolled back

Into his head with no intent of seeing his mistake.

The water from the downpour last night

Was slowly filling the hole in which he was working.

The mine collapsed around six in the evening;

He was only scheduled until four. His team

Has been down there since late November

And were due for an accident.

The Earth befriends its observers

Until the pressure forces cracks into the coal.