Groot Geluk

Om te werk in ‘n myn, op lang termyn.
Is die grootste lyn van ‘n man se pyn.

Die swoeg, sweet, nog ‘n klip, nog ‘n klont,
En dit honderde meters onder grond.
Sê nou iets gebeur en die plek ontplof,
Dan is ek klaar begrawe onder klip en stof.

Die steenkool lê hope in ‘n ry;
Vergete, want ‘n diamant is gekry!
Opskrifte: “Diamant in steenkoolmyn!”
Mense op steenkoolhope soek nou fyn.

Van arme steenkool myn,
Na ryke diamante tuin!

Almal kry verhoging nou,
Want diamante word oral beskou!
Van arme steenkool gek,
Word ryke, belangrike ek!

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