Gert Strydom Poems

At the starting of the Angola Civil war
during December 1975 a armoured car
of battle group X-Ray attacked the enemy
in the town of Lobito who did run away and flee
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Laying with a couple of bushman trackers
in the darkness of a almost starless clouded sky,
not being able to make a nice hot fire,
being too near to the enemy
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That you are pretty
the whole world knows

but you do not really realize it
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A touch
of lips speeds up
the quick rhythm of the heart
and a silent single glance causes
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How sadly I have been absent in this spring
while new sprouts and flowers were rising
when the loveliest hot days you have seen
and our love had been a struggling withering thing
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I live for her and help her constantly in many ways
and unreckoned passes every second of time
as if there is only pain coming to all my days
and as if to nothing there is reason and rhyme
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I want much more
than mixed joy and pain
and no comfort
or just memories
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I want to look up into the pale-blue sky,
stand next to the green hillocks
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Sincere, sweet, bright, lovely and very true
with a will that does not easily bend
as my love the great creator has made you,
to accompany me towards the world’s end.
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There is ice in the wind
and here and there a flower wilts
are devoured by the ripe
and when the moon rise brightly
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