Gert Strydom

Gold Star - 29,864 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Are They Going To Dropp The Bomb? - Poem by Gert Strydom

Are they going to
dropp the bomb or not,
the though went through my head
and just outside Walvisbay
at a secret airport
nuclear bombs were stacked
on pallets in a row
glowing like copper
with tips looking like lead
and lights were blinding up ahead
and Buccaneer bombers
were ready to go
and special force soldiers
were patrolling the perimeter
and to this day
I do not know
what happened there
and what decisions were made
and what role
played fate
and saw some pilots wait
on instructions
while the bombs
were being loaded
and the rain poured
from a overcast sky
and in the distance
I heard a piper
playing a very sad song
and not a single aircraft
set of to fly that night.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 2, 2010

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