Gert Strydom Poems

One evening
I see a thing
that let’s my blood boil,
while I watch the news
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Early in the morning
before the first coffee cups are set
and the first brew is made
Filemon arrives.
...

I saw men wetting their pants
when the first bullets fly past them
in their first contact with the enemy
and I saw men,
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I knew a gorgeous blonde girl that thought
that she was stuck to her thirties
and some injections,
some erotic exercises,
...

I did go to the church today
and the minister
and elders and deacons
were there
...

Musso my ginger Persian cat
lies stretched out
and sleeping
on the box of my computer.
...

Golden eyes full of death
stares back at me
and I can almost smell,
the scent of meat
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Make me worthy
to deserve the path
that Thou has set for me.
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The world was falling apart
with war, poverty and incurable disease
and some had too much
and others nothing
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Like a white water lily
drifting on a dark pond,
you lay beside me.
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