When You Walk On Patrol Poem by Gert Strydom

When You Walk On Patrol



When you walk on patrol in the stretched out dry semi-desert
only the shadows follow like feelings of guilt or of new hope,
even when you string out in an attack formation
you are baptised in the fine sand that blows up in the wind.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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