Gert Strydom

Gold Star - 19,869 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

When The Thud Of Sounds Cross Through The Night Hours - Poem by Gert Strydom

When the thud of sounds cross through the night hours
keeping you awake when you close your eyes
until the sun touches the horizon,
violating your home, wanting to drive you from your house

and if you want to correct that people,
they may want to cause more amok,
when the thud of sounds cross through the night hours
keeping you awake when you close your eyes,

they may hit you with knuckle-dusters
or they may take revenge later
and in an incident all your ribs may be broken,
or they may shoot you quite by accident,
when the thud of sounds cross through the night hours.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 22, 2011

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 22, 2011


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