Gert Strydom Poems

Impartially the hand of Odin
came down
in rage and thunder
among mere men,
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What will others know
how it is to loose animals
that are like children
and with the passing time
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My window is no blank surface
but is a bright reflection
of Your light that trickles through to me
as Your interest
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Night was coming
with a piercing huge orange sun
breaking through
white and black clouds
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Some people believe
that in everyone’s heart, blood and body
there is a monster
and Raka unaware is present
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Camouflaged in the veldt,
with its khaki colour
melting into the rocks and grass
its flicking tongue caught my eye,
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When the Enola Gay on command
dropped her deadly bomb
unleashing moments of hell in Hiroshima
and a nuclear blast went off in destruction
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People expect the end
of this planet
to occur at Armageddon
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I saw young men, boys just out of school,
working men with university degrees
far too clever to be any anyone’s fool
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While your cigarette spirals into the air
you breasts against me
talk in an own language
making impressions with their form and fashion
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