David Francey, Craig Werth - The Unloading

Ore piled like mountain ranges
The gantry overhead
Rains tons upon the mountain tops
Heavy, grey as lead
Steam from a hundred chimneys
White against the grey
The molten drop, a liquid sun
Burns orange upon the bay
Slab sided rust brown buildings
The twisted gas fed glow
Illuminates the moonscape
Of the harbour side below
The water dark and quiet
Grim the fall of night
The unrelenting energy
Grim the morning light
All the way from Port Cartier
Holds laden down with ore
Up the wide St Lawrence
Along Ontario's shores
Berthed beside the steel mill
In the fading of the light
Beneath the jaws of iron
and steel
And their endless appetite
The gantries tireless motion
The whining and the roar
The mountains moved inside the hold
Further moved to shore
Then all these machinations
Ingenuity of man
Wind down to broom and shovel
In a single workers hand