In The Dark Night I Load Rockets Poem by Gert Strydom

In The Dark Night I Load Rockets



In the dark night I load rockets
and stand away
while they are fired against the enemy
and I see them drawing red lines
with long flames
burning beyond them

and its like as a child
when I went to the drive-in
and saw how they shoot men off
into space,
on the way to the moon

but these rockets are aimed
at T55 tanks and BTR armoured cars
and soldiers of the Cuban and FAPLA enemy
that burn in unquenched flames

when at a distance the deadly arrows rain down
and I can smell the fragrance of death,
gunpowder and prosperous
on the evening breeze
while I watch the fireworks.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 29 November 2013

I watch the fireworks, good write, thanks.

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Gert Strydom

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Johannesburg, South Africa
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