Gert Strydom Poems

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Still drops fall
while a child cries, while the day dies
and dark is the sky
covered in clouds, darker than night
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With much weaker power the sun goes on its way
disappearing at night somewhere up high
while in winter everything living
is yearning for heat, to something that brings warmth
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I see a couple of leaves
spinning around in the river
in a small whirlpool
circling back,
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Just before the Demonia hurricane
clouds in Durban
darkened the whole sky
and horizon.
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Deserts are sunny and have no gardens -
Mountain hinder understandable with every precipice.
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They rush past
in a never ending crowd
some in uniforms
of police, soldiers,
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With harmony you cannot really
harass: According to Boerewitch
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THE times spent with you,
SOUL-searching through the years
WOULD have been totally in vain,
HAVE we not been in love,
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The shot half uncertain
sniffs on the ground, as an expert
hired to loose our cheap entertainment
in its tracks.
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