Suddenly The World Is Going Wild Poem by Gert Strydom

Like it’s for thousand of years
the earth spins faithful
in its orbit around the sun
and the moon appears,
every night on her time
and seasons past
following each other,
but suddenly the world is going wild.

Famine spreads while the rich
just gets more
and some have to stay,
without food
and so it goes on.

People want peace
and everyone searches
for a place in the sun,
but wars erupt everywhere
and there’s children carrying guns
and rocket launchers.

Maybe the fear
for the nuclear confrontation of the past
was nothing,
against the night
waiting at the horizon
and the world that gets darker
and pest illnesses that brakes out,
while those that can help
stand with folded hands
and wait for things to perish
to make a profit out of it.