The Preacher (Free Verse Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

Daily he got up in the wagon of the train
with his big family-Bible in his hand
did pull his bright red, or green, or blue tie right
coughed and did talk about forgiveness, love and mercy
that God will bring a big judgement on the earth.
The pretty blonde with her miniskirt and blouse
did opposite me blush bloody red
did close the luring eyes of her long eyelashes
or did only look down and the businessman that tried to woo her
where almost right against her he sat,
did become tense and serious, opened his briefcase,
did take a book with rows of figures out of it
and I sat humbly with a bowed head
when that preacher prayed for us, prayed for the whole world.

© Gert Strydom