Forced Song (Parody) Poem by Gert Strydom

Forced Song (Parody)



(with apology to Koos A. Kombuis)

Like a tart
in hungry weeks,
I yearn to reel
– with a flowering girl-

with pornography
in children’s libraries
my members and I
are stinking rotten

like my god Hitler
that lives with me in Soweto,
like honourable gentlemen
visiting a in ghetto

heavy and bulky,
I am writing in a hurry
even when I bump my head
just as it pleases me.

[Reference: Kwang-gesang (Kwang hymn) by Koos A. Kombuis.]

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