Doringboom

*This poem was written by Norma de La Rosa, my aunt. When I heard it for the first time, I loved it instantly and I had to share it. I do hope that all who read it, share my sentiments.

Hy staan daar alleen

Geen siel om hom heen

Verlate, ontbloot,

‘n teiken vir die dood.

 

Die son verda hy

Onder die wind moet hy ly

Goggas en bye

kom lekker in hom bly

“Wat maak ek hier?”

“Kap my uit!”

“Ontwortel my!”

“Wat is my doel?”

 

Allenig sy stryd

Wat hy nou moet stry

Maar eendag sal hy

Weet waarom hy ly…

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