Gert Strydom Poems

I have lived in times of war and peace,
have know fools and important men,
have seen the effects of famine and disease,
have know the kindness of some women,
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Since the day that love came to your heart
life feels as if it's played out on a stage
in times of true happiness and rage
where you do act and I play my part
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To be back at home
while the lovely spring leads the summer on
when the last traces of the cold winter is gone,
when a brilliant blue is the day's dome
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Many professionals and people in the middle class
wait for their days to pass
to go under cover of the night
to live their lives over, to get their delight
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Many professionals and people in the middle class
wait for their days to pass
to go under cover of the night
to live their lives over, to get their delight
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The words of an inspector became meaningless
as if he was all along talking rubbish and turned clueless
when he heard the music teacher fart
and without excuse had a attack of the heart
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(with apologies to Roger Woddis)

If I had my way with communist men
I'd bath them all in oil,
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When you walk on patrol in the stretched out dry semi-desert
only the shadows follow like feelings of guilt or of new hope,
even when you string out in an attack formation
you are baptised in the fine sand that blows up in the wind.
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Maybe I was rehearsing to be me
when we trained very hard in the camp,
when we tracked the deadly enemy
through the hot sun, the strong wind and the damp,
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At a time you were only part of a dream
that came to me on a dark rainy cold night
and at that time a fairy tale this did seem,
as in the early morning, the bright daylight,
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