The Disarmed Poem by Gert Strydom

The night had passed
the cobalt morning was not far anymore,
dawn was near
when I remembered Your star,

when Your feet stood on this fierce earth
and I am arming for war,
are ready to go to war,
even to declare it in full readiness.

But time and again You blind me,
cause me to bend down,
force me to get another solution
for liberation of my nation, for opportunities and happiness

and on my knees I know that in You all power lies,
that You are going to fight the battle and my war lust is gone.

[Reference: Die ontwapende (The disarmed) by Ernst van Heerden.]