To The Enemy 47th Fapla / Cuban Brigade (Fay Slimm Form / Decanelle) Poem by Gert Strydom
To The Enemy 47th Fapla / Cuban Brigade (Fay Slimm Form / Decanelle)
In the veldt they put Cuban soldiers to rest
simply as found
with hillocks unfamiliar under a foreign sky
at each mound,
all kinds of strange animals, birds and pest
came looking around,
after the guns, the earth and grass did cry
in a weeping sound
with lions, hyenas, jackals on a kopje crest,
on stony ground.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
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