Gert Strydom

Gold Star - 18,477 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Destiny (Terzanelle) - Poem by Gert Strydom

Destiny sparks thundering through,
my life with an iron rod
and day after day I stand not knowing what to do

as if waiting for the presence of a god
to control
my life with an iron rod

and wherever I go wherever I stroll
destiny is still taking mastery
to control

as if the power that it wields, outreaches me
as if I am a slave with a curse
destiny is still taking mastery

of times in better and in worse
always pre-empting everything
as if I am a slave with a curse

and I am driven to wherever its whip rings cracking.
Destiny sparks thundering through,
always pre-empting everything
and day after day I stand not knowing what to do.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 1, 2010



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