The day they robbed my car (englyn cyrch) (in answer to Don Mattera)
On high the sun did witness
with a kind of aloofness
how black men robbed my car;
but by far in lawlessness.
[Reference: “The Day they came for our house” by Don Mattera.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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