One Hell Of A Ride - Poem by Gert Strydom
With ears huge like satellite dishes
Johnny worked at the roadhouse
and it was a place where you could drive in
to get your take away food
and when he noticed a green V6 Cortina
nobody was in the car and the engine was running.
In a moment Johnny got into the car,
shifted it into gear and the tires screamed wildly
while he raced down Voortrekker Road
and there was fear and emptiness on his stomach
when a lorry suddenly swerved in before the Cortina
and the plate at the backside of the truck gleamed
and there was just on big bang,
when everything turned into darkness,
when the engine of that Ford crumbled
and Johnny’s destiny had been set between heaven and hell
and this is how it’s with humanity
where no one really knows what waits on the other side.
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