(In answer to Johannes Prints)
You ask God for the rain to come,
in your hot pickup truck you pray prayers,
do remember the beautiful days of the past
and are astounded about here where we do now live
but you do believe that God does turn our days around
and to you it's very dark here in the present,
you smile at your wife and to live she is your reason
and I wonder about farmers that are being killed on farms,
pray that the same hope will also carry me forward,
witness the blue-white thunder coming down in the distance,
know that God do still hold his hand over us
and do wonder about the future,
where each one of us stands full of sin before Him
but He does constantly witness the pain and suffering.
[Reference: "koggelram" (mocking ram)by Johannes Prins.]
© Gert Strydom
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