Gert Strydom

Gold Star - 16,043 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Commandant Gideon Scheepers - Poem by Gert Strydom

Not only was he assassinated
as a ill man captured in the field
by a British firing squad

but was buried in the ground
in a grave unmarked
planted without a coffin,

buried like rubbish,
or rotting dead meat,
like weed
without anyone heeding
where they laid him down.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 16, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, December 16, 2011


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