Fill Me With The Strength To Resist (English Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

My Lord, do protect me against those
who do treat me without any humanity,
that in automation dragoons me to oppose
the very things that do set all humans free,

that wants to mill me into only a small thing
that is turning as another cog in the machine,
where life in its inhumanity do sting and sting
and do chop off all resistance like a guillotine

where each human heart and soul has love as its goal,
while poetic creativity do only the absolute truth see
while You are the one that do make me again whole
to act, walk and talk in all situations in human dignity

while a regime's automation do me faceless make,
do my life, my career and existence away take.

© Gert Strydom