Flower & Sickle Poem by Arno Le Roux

Life is a demoralising, bloody, energy sapping fight and cruel,
If I manage it's scars long enough I temper my mind a tool,
To fight back with prayer and patience based on hope a shield,
Deflecting burning arrows while wounded on my knees downward yield,

Down in agony on the battlefield I lay still and wait and wait,
His shadow grew longer and behind him again slammed the heavy gate,
'Why do you smile why don't you die? ', asked the Shadow with a sickle stretched out,
'The beauty of a flower, a child's laugh, a song' that's what life is about.

'Till later! ', and he turned and closed his wings and slammed the gate.
'Till later...' and I crawled over to flowers and laughs and song.

Arno Le Roux 20l4