Gert Strydom

Gold Star - 35,384 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Construction Workers - Poem by Gert Strydom

I have seen them, big yellow machines,
sometimes coloured orange or red
controlled by robust dependable
Sam, William and Dan
and every civil construction man
had been chewing at the earth, digging holes
sometimes planting electricity poles
and doing man's improving work,
always busy constructing something
and in reality destroying the veldt,
destroying nature at its barest core
and no place is sacred anymore
before this armoured brigade.

© Gert Strydom

Topic(s) of this poem: life


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 1, 2017



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