The light focuses more intensely
and brighter the ray does become
as if somewhere nearby a sun is rising
but it is manmade
and around him there are people,
people that are busy
and its as if every searchlight
in the vicinity,
every searchlight in the city,
even on earth
are shining on him
and half-blinded he walks
as if this is no experiment,
as if something big is going to happen
of which he cannot ascertain the value
and on a microphone he reads lines,
lines from his own poems
that worldwide does carry an impact
and later there are people with many questions
and although even a toddler can grasp the words,
highly educated people want to know from him
exactly what he is really saying,
they want to know
about the meaning of his words
and there are people that view him
as a kind of saint
notwithstanding which God he is serving.
© Gert Strydom
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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