The Beginning Of The Never Ending Dilapidation (Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

Maybe I see all of the signs of the ruination
how in the night hooligans do paint the walls with graffiti,
how the new South Africa does slowly but certainly loose its way
and we do inherit the robbery, the murder and slaughter of it,
the primary school girl across the street that is pregnant
and the events is missing in her head,
as she fall at a party at the school did loose her consciousness
when somebody did rape her and Police do arrest nobody,
how the students in revolt bring the universities to a standstill
to try to force them to costless classes,
how violently they do stop others that do try to learn and pay
with fists and weapons do jump in front of cars,
how one of the three sister church is tumbling down
is selling off its churches.

© Gert Strydom