Some people believe
that in everyone’s heart, blood and body
there is a monster
and Raka unaware is present
as if deep in us
darkness is overwhelming
and are just waiting
on a destined time and opportunity
to mercilessly strike out
but I rather believe
that the Spirit of God
live in many hearts
and in words and deeds
at times are present in man.
[References: Die mens van God (The man of God) by Ina Rousseau, Gee jou hart vir Raka (Give your heart to Raka) by Koos A. Kombuis. Raka (epic poem) by N.P. van Wyk Louw.]
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