Mismaakdheid
Mismaakdheid
Verwoedend, pynend, Ignorasie
Moes skielik teen my hart kom bots
Ek het verbeur die laaste kansie
My vasgeloop in ‘n harde rots
‘n Ander was bo my verkies
Ek is weer in duister gelaat
Jou laaste wins was my verlies
Maar dis nou oor. Dit is te laat!
Gryp jy maar nou jou laaste las
Laat vaar ook dan die eerste bate
‘n trein na rus het jy verpas
Werk voort en grou maar julle gate
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