When The Calendar Turns To The Next Day Poem by Gert Strydom

(in answer to Ernst van Heerden)

When at night the calendar
does turn to the next day
then there are robbers that sneak nearer,

another farmer-family are being murdered,
another expensive German car
is forced from the road,

pistols and machineguns are aimed at the owner,
another family is being robbed in a suburb,
the husband is tortured to death and beheaded,

the daughters and the wife are being raped,
are left in their blood
and a secret war without compassion is being waged

but when any criminal is being arrested
the shooting command is never given,
nobody are rightfully hanged on the gallows

and after a short visit to a holiday cell,
the criminals
are once again being set free.

[Reference: "Langs ‘n wêreld" (Next to a world)by Ernst van Heerden.]

© Gert Strydom