06 August 1945 Poem by Wynand Johannes Louw

06 August 1945



the light that shone
from far beyond,
the darkness it precedes.
the flood of wind,
the rush of air,
the power in its siege.
powder left aft
dust has set,
destruction as its heir.
the burning sun
on surface earth,
the man-made war be dead.
the score be set,
the battle won,
the culling prove a point:
that man and honour
in this world,
can not co-exist

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