In A Fool's-Paradise Poem by Gert Strydom

1
I did awake in a fool's-paradise,
in which honour is totally missing,
where no truth is in the word of men,
where people rather show their aggression,
in this place the world is totally grey,
where people do take revenge for their ancestors,
break the lives and possessions of others,
as barbarians that destroy do others praise,
where on the one side is a psychopath,
on the other a demented fool that laughs things away,
here the thief that steals opportunities and things
and I miss my first-world country all of the time,
while bigger evil constantly wait upon the world,
where that everything is well, the world does pretend.
2
Were that everything is well, the world does pretend,
I walk in on black-men that do rob us,
that do believe my possessions, work and life is stolen,
that wants to cleave my mother open with an iron-pipe,
when a white-man that we help takes valuable possessions,
I realize: no one lets the sun shine over others,
in the madness of others my dreams fall flat,
where every opportunity for existence does disappear,
the plundering of farms lead to famine,
I hear that the British queen is a thief from an African,
while no-one wants to avoid another Zimbabwe.
In the Ukraine people are being murdered:
where in the one corner fools are laughing,
while a mass-killer expects greatness.
3
While a mass-killer expects greatness,
I pray for weakling Biden to fall,
while people kneel before barbarians: do forsake You
and I beg of You turn our world around,
or let him now find intellect and back-bone,
where a person notices the brave Zelensky,
of a coming world-war are aware:
where no-one deserves Your great benevolence,
that You do give salvation to us and to the Ukraine,
bring benevolence to people for each other,
as the plans of Lucifer does drag us along
and everything that is true and right is twisted,
that in Your omnipotence we trust,
of Your salvation remember like our fathers before us did.