The Cyclops Multitude Poem by Gert Strydom

The Cyclops Multitude



In the fog I see the lonely monsters one-eyed glow red
where this Cyclops multitude stand in a row as if they bleed,
do bring me to a halt for life and death
before the traffic can again flow on.

Sunday, January 21, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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