The Revealing - Poem by Gert Strydom
Never in the time that I exist
did You declared human secrets
like now to me, things intertwined so deep,
given to me with illustrious meaning
enable me to become aware of the true facts
of mighty people threatening me and my nation
and there are pain and sorrow everywhere
coming from oppression and I cannot remain silent any longer.
Everyone wants a bit of happiness, an own little place
and now the smudging clouds are rolling away like fog
and without any fear You want me to go
with big and sincere pity
to them that are the enemies of me and my nation,
in spite of resistance, to go to them
to warn them, to spell your sentence out,
to tell about your judgement that is threatening.
Lord these people do not fear You,
they are caught up in modern knowledge,
believe that You do not exist, are only a myth
but now I will put it straightforward with all inherent meaning:
I have irrefutable prescience that destruction waits
and this is not something that I allege
and the coming disaster is unknown in world history
where dying people, weakly gasp for breath.
Lord God, if these oppressors do not come to repentance,
then let Your judgement fall, if they do not pray to You.
Almighty Lord, loosen Your winds to destroy,
give the command for Your war, as I have to reveal Your will.
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