When I See Them Running Out Poem by Gert Strydom

When I See Them Running Out

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(after Ernst van Heerden)

When I see them running out
out of a shopping centre into the street
I do wonder about what is happening
and why are they running,
what is chasing them?

They run on the sidewalk,
bumping into other pedestrians,
do run right through the pretty housewives,
to whose dresses toddlers do cling
and a few cut over the street

where with screaming tyres cars break,
the drivers do yell at them in anger
and hoot without end,
but the flight does continue
and some more people do become a part of it,

policemen that were chatting to each other,
stand somewhat astonished as some more people
do come out of the shopping centre
and do flee as if their very lives
are in danger

and when I walk into the shopping mall
everything there is tranquil and silent,
there is nowhere a bomb
that might explode,
it is almost deserted.

[Reference: "Uittog" (Exodus) by Ernst van Heerden.]

Tuesday, December 13, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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