Where To Now? - Poem by Gert Strydom
The old voortrekker is gone
to meet his Maker
and greeted his children, wife,
bible, gun, wagon,
horse and piece of ground
and trusts that God
will protect his nation and country
against all evil.
In the gun safe the Martini Henry, Mauser
and Lee Metford are resting now silent
and hasn’t been seized yet
like my own firearms,
for which I did not have money
to pay the ransom
and was taken by law enforcers
of the new government
that wants every thing.
The old four colour lies in a chest
with the orange white and blue
like it’s with dead things,
and will never again stream
like it belongs
for flags for which the price
was paid with blood.
I see the weather
stir up with black and grey clouds
and I wonder if the new country
really will break my people to pieces
while many thunder bolts hits around me
and some of my people
are already away and spread over the earth
and I wonder when our rainbow
will also come some day?
[Reference: Die ou Voortrekker by A.G. Visser.]
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