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The Mill is Gone

The tiny village of Stonewall has been
a cornerstone of the textile industry
for more years than I care to remember.
Folks around here are hard working and
God fearing, but they will not forget
this cold winter day in December.

For months the rumors have been flying.
The mill has been sold. The mill is
going to be closed. But they've all
heard those rumors before. No matter
what!, there's no use in crying.

Six hundred souls work at the mill.
Payday to payday, that's all they
reap from the till. They talk,
argue, and pray that the old
mill, will by some miracle stay.

But the people of Stonewall have
been forlorn, for on this cold
December day the old mill is
officially gone!

Christmas in a few days, leaving
everyone in total dismay.  After
all these year their only choice,
pack up and move away.

Stonewall falls, another casualty
of so called; " Progress" and cheap
foreign labor. How long will it be,
before your mill closes, thanks to
another Foreign neighbor?

Jackie R. Kays


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