Gert Strydom Poems

(after S. Ign. Mocke)

Much further than man’s science can see and reach
systems of stars and planets pay honour to You
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a few words that speak right through humanity,
for something that is not written in any poem or dictionary
that blows away like leaves in the wind
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Sometimes it feels, it really looks
as if you are unaware of my existence,
maybe busy with more pressing things
than me a simple human being
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I stand just outside the Pick-a-Pay
and have got no money to buy
some bread and milk
and the smell of hot bread
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You are a part of me
and I carry you along
every night and day
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While the night takes of her nightdress,
spreads her stars out blue-white and naked
and prepares herself for the caress
of the coming sun
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The battle against enemy tanks,
in armoured cars that continually roll in
does require nerves of steel
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Who knows the fireworks
when volleys of rockets at night
in bows do find their targets
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The joy that you bring
when we are alone with one white candle
glowing in our room
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and God night after nights pours out the rain
the flowers and grass jump
in the hours of darkness
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