<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=398090" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Going Home</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I was a student<br>I came through the rain, <br>with storms whipping the Cape<br>right through the Karoo<br>into Gauteng<br>flooding rivers<br>and blocking mountain passes<br>with land slides.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Avoiding fallen rocks and creeping<br>at sixty kilometres an hour <br>on the N1 till Worchester<br>on a road <br>that had only one lane open, <br>I passed the police<br>who were closing the freeway.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For fifteen hundred kilometres<br>the road was soaking wet<br>and my BMW’s four headlights glared<br>at any other vehicle that I met</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and the ABS-brakes, <br>the six-cylinder engine<br>and power steering <br>did their fare share<br>to keep me on the road.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Every now and then<br>I had to stop to get fuel, <br>checked the oil, <br>checked the air pressure, <br>visited the washing room<br>and Coca Cola kept me awake<br>right through a soaking night<br>while I was on my way home<br>to sunny Pretoria. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I came to the house<br>in a early dawn, <br>was greeted by the dog<br>crying from joy<br>and wagging its tail, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">got a huge plate<br>of sausage, putu porridge<br>with tomato gravy<br>and fried eggs<br>and coffee from my mother, <br>went to bed<br>and slept as if I were dead<br>right into the next day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=398090" data-title="Going Home de Gert Strydom" data-description="When I was a student I came through the rain, with storms whipping the Cape right through the Karoo into Gauteng flooding rivers and blocking mountain passes with land slides. Avoiding fallen rocks and creeping at sixty kilometres an hour on th..."></div> </div> </div>

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