Gert Strydom

Veteran Poet - 1,920 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

I Cannot Forget - Poem by Gert Strydom

how unnoticed
for a week we follow tracks

where women terrorists
go to a native village
to trade their bodies

and they bring back food

and leave weapons, ammunition, landmines
and hand-grenades at that place

how that women
break away unnoticed from that village
and plant landmines in a road

and a farmer and his wife and child
with their pickup truck lie blown to bits

and I wonder if those people
did not also want a life?


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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 29, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, November 29, 2013


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