Thoughts About A Child That Does Not Exist Poem by Gert Strydom

I. Newly born after the first scream

Newly born after the first scream,
you gaze at the world
already do not want anything to pass you
as a child born early in the new age

but your eyes burn with intensity like that of a lion
that can claw anything,
you look at me where I stand with you in my arms
and outside on the grass a starling is pecking

totally unaware of you
but I am bonded to you
at this specific hour,
where I see how women take and kiss you
with tenderness experiencing motherly instincts
and to us there is a life full of adventure lying ahead.


II. Outside innumerable stars twinkle

Outside innumerable stars twinkle through the windows,
when you come into the world,
astounding me with a blonde lock of hair
and it’s a world full of sparkling lights on the outside

while you are in my arms with the smell of anise rusks,
miniature fingers wants to take and hold and I am stupid with you
see my own face disguised in yours
and in the early morning the birds are whistling cheerfully

busy going on with their lives,
while my world is changing,
with you suddenly a part of it,
where I stand with you in my arms
you twist and turn in joy like a small salamander
and we are bonded with an unbreakable bond.