Parachute Drop Poem by Gert Strydom
Parachute Drop
Speed wants to
pen me in to the earth,
but the ballooning material wins.
Dots run around
like ants in a nest,
but it’s enemies
who like hornets
have lancets.
I try to get direction
in the strong wind
and to stay alive
in the hellnest
and to plant
my boots on solid ground.
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