Breakfast Bliss Poem by Gert Strydom

Watching the television news,
even following a commercial without any emotion
concerning the affairs of the country,
the world displayed on his face,
he sips his coffee see homes destroyed

by another tornado,
a flooding disaster,
eats the big breakfast,
hurrying up chews a little faster on toast,
fried eggs and lamb sausages
enjoys the food,
puts down the knife and fork
take the newspaper
to look at prices of new cottages

put it down folded neatly,
smiles at his wife sweetly
embrace and kiss her goodbye,
see an aircraft that do pass overhead in the sky
through the window,
do notice the shadow of someone at the door,
hears the knock
and knows that it's seven o'clock,
time to leave for work.