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The Weight of the Weather 1

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Gerhardus Steyn

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November 20, 1992

Over a small farm town, the clouds loom heavy and gray,In a small, lonely room, he sits and thinks of her far away.Above, the clouds roar like a beast’s fierce growl,He wonders if she ever thinks of him now.The wind begins to stir, starting to sway,And he ponders what she’s…
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English Poetry, My Writings, Poetry

Gold

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January 1, 1991

A hole in the ground, dark and round,Where pain and suffering can always be foundMining precious metals, the cost is high,A test of strength, a struggle that cannot be deniedBlood and sweat, part of the work,Weaklings can’t survive, only the strong can lurkSome find joy in the underground,With the sounds…
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Afrikaans Poetry, My Writings, Poetry

Goud

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January 1, 1991

‘n Gat in die grond,dit is donker en rond.Pyn en lyding het al daar begin,By die plek waar ons edelmetale ontgin.Of jy is ‘n swakkeling, of jy is sterk,Bloed en sweet gaan gepaard met die werk.Party geniet dit daar onder,Die klanke van die treine, masjiene en springstowwe wat donder.Baie het…
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Afrikaans Poetry, My Writings, Poetry

Alleen

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January 1, 1991

Gees vol verlangehoekom hou jy my hart so gevange.Ek sit hier inmekaar gekrul,Ek sal my gevoelens aan geen een onthul.Die pyn van alleenhet al weggevreet tot op die been.Wat eens nog was, ‘n trotse gedaantehet vinnig verweer, tot net ‘n geraamte.Die gees is verhard en die liggaam uitgeteer,Wie kan keer…
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English Poetry, My Writings, Poetry

Gold

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January 1, 1991

A pit in the ground, dark and round,Where darkness and silence are profoundly abound.Pain and hardship have always begunIn this place where our precious metals are won.Whether you’re feeble or whether you’re strong,Blood and sweat accompany you along.Some delight in the depths below,With the sounds of trains, machines, and explosives…
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English Poetry, My Writings, Poetry

Alone

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January 1, 1991

Spirit full of longing,Why do you keep my heart so strongly thronging?I sit here curled up tight, My feelings to no one I’ll recite.The pain of being alone, Has gnawed down to the bone.What once stood proud in form and stance,Quickly withered to a skeletal trance.The spirit is hardened, the…
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