Where are the coolies in your poem, Ned?Where are the thousands from China who swung their picks with bare hands at forty below?
Between the first and the million other spikes they drove, and the dressed-up act of Donald Smith, who has sung their story?
Did they fare so well in the land they helped to unite? Did they get one of the 25,000,000 CPR acres?
Is all Canada has to say to them written in the Chinese Immigration Act?
