The Courier News from Blytheville, Arkansas on December 16, 1967 · Page 4
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The Courier News from Blytheville, Arkansas · Page 4

Blytheville, Arkansas
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Saturday, December 16, 1967
Page 4
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W e hear no noise, we who once felt laughter and glad Cries in our midst as copper-mining men walked among us. We stand in sagging glory, old old lives passed over by time in its weathering chill. There is nothing for us left how but the wind, whispering through our fallen hearts. Our sounds of dying carry sadly to unlistening ears beyond the horizon. We talk together in the shadow of our strongest, yet only dismal mumblings come forth. Our veins are pitted ruin, our minds too weary as slowly we topple into piled hurt. None come here to bring us life again, none have since long ago in 1921. We hear the meadows rustle beyond, yet no foot crosses to us; shadows caress our tired souls, yet the sun warms us no longer; days pass, one upon the other, yet no hand comes to raise us again. We are tired, we in Michigan who once were called Victoria, built by Man's sweat to be deserted in our prime. We are tired and very much forsaken in this, the hushed silence which is our whole being. We are alone now. >;•< Thil Wtek'i PICTURE SHOW- by AP Photographer Robert W«nd>

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