Moeg

Moeg

Die vaak oorval my moeë liggaam
Ook maar dan figuurlik net
Kom ons paaie ooit weer saam
Sal my brose hart jou oë belet

Moeg vir al die kommer, Ja.
Dit was die oorsaak wat my pla.
Jy met jou ou sirkel-dans
Het misbruik my soetste kans

Gekluister in jou fluisterstem
Soos donderslae my siel weerliknk
My denke was oplaas geklem
Jou woorde weer geblink, gewink,
	….gestink!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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