Gert Strydom

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

“where Have All The Soldiers Gone? Gone To Graveyards Every One” - Poem by Gert Strydom

I read the entry line above your poem
and know that true soldiers live on
sometimes as legends of a place and time,

sometimes as testimony of the effect of war,
witnesses to brutality
and seekers of peace.

The honest truth is that men die
in their hearts with every shot
that they take,

become something else
like a well trained machine
primed to destroy

and something else takes capacity
when bullets whistle past
and each moment can be your last.

[Reference: Oologsduet by Mandi Engelbrecht.]


Comments about “where Have All The Soldiers Gone? Gone To Graveyards Every One” by Gert Strydom

  • Gold Star - 17,598 Points Kim Barney (1/16/2015 7:43:00 PM)

    I love that song. I used to sing it to my grandkids, and will again some day when I return to the States.
    Nice poem, very well written. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 182 Points Karen Sinclair (5/2/2012 2:32:00 AM)

    Terribly poignant with wonderful insight... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Chris Jibero (10/12/2010 2:05:00 AM)

    This is simply good! We live in a world where men generate wars to sell their arms.Thanks for sharing.Do read and comment on my 'Amiss'. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Barbara Terry (6/14/2010 3:21:00 AM)

    The song Where Have All The Flowers Gone by Peter, Paul and Mary is one that has been around for a long long time, and still nobody listens to the moral of that song. 'Where have all the flowers gone, long time passing, where have all the flowers gone, long time ago. Where have all the flowers gone? Young girls have picked them everyone. When will they ever learn, oh when will they ever learn? '

    I have never been in the military but I can tell you from where I stand. I stand against anything that kills young men and women simply because our governments can't seem to get along. War to me is nothing more than a political maneuver to see how many of our populations we can kill. There is actually no reason for war. This is a small planet and we should all get along. There is no reason not to.

    You have written asnother poem with a high moral, but also one with sadness because of the high cost of freedom our soldiers must pay. Will there ever be an end to war, hatred, crime, or bigotry? I certainly hope so. A 10+++++ and thank you for sharing.

    Love & hugs,
    Barbara (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 4, 2010



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