Still In My Life You Do Enter In (Cavatina)

At times the thought that You know me too well
does unnerve me
as I do not constantly think about
love, charity;
the good and great things does at times elude
my thoughts, frankly
I am at times full of the vilest sin
and still in my life You do enter in.

by Gert Strydom

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A nice poem written with insight on the devastating effects of colonialism. In amicable disposition, holding the bible they came. And things fell apart. A lovely piece indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.