FOR THOSE IN PERIL ON THE SEA Poem by Gert Vlok Nel

and for the lovely young taken to the sea for the first time
and for the unlovely unyoung taken to the sea for the last time
and for the unlovely young untaken to the sea
and for the lovely young taken to the unsea.

Oh Lord when thou were alone in the Beginning thy
spirit was in peril on the sea and thou called to me
to rescue thee. It was in an unyear rhyming with
unsea unlike 1973 when thou called "Gertjie!" and
I turned around and died and said the word rhyming
with lonely,

and so it was.

Off to the sea we went my father and me in a little
boat from Calvinia we sailed desperately, moenie asb.
moenie my asseblief per trein verlaat nie my Lief dis
die diepste weggaan vir my noudat almal in die ganse
www al hulle websites begin bou het buiten
ek&jy@somewhere.co.za. O Heer, at the cusp of this here
whatever time wat al hoe meer whatever raak I am praying to
thee in the language that will outlive me and the sea
for the river my father my love and me are all in peril
on the sea