Poetry

(After C. Louis Leipoldt)

Against the dark blue of irises the sky has but a pale hue
in times of war blood flows to the earth as it is due
and the pain and suffering that sacrifice brings
is quite dim against that left by words that are untrue.

[Reference: “Teen die blou van jakarandas is die blou van die lug maar bleek” (Against the blue of jacarandas the blue of the sky is bleak) by C. Louis Leipoldt.]