<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=398163" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Homecoming</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The gravel crunches under my boots<br>like it does <br>when you’re near to home<br>and take a shortcut over the tracks<br>of a railway station<br>and I see my train<br>disappear in the distance.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the other world <br>there were bushes, <br>a lot of gnats<br>red brown sand that clings to everything, <br>shot out ruins<br>that was once living places<br>and at a place a town<br>and like weeds the enemy<br>sprung up at any place<br>and brought destruction.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It’s as if this world <br>did not change<br>and at the Greek’s cafe<br>children are playing video games<br>and I buy a ice cold Coke<br>and the people greet me<br>like a long lost hero<br>and in front of the Checkers and OK<br>there are rows of cars<br>and at the hotel’s bar<br>I hear men laughing<br>while they are playing darts<br>and the owner comes out<br>and presses an ice-cold Castle in my hand<br>and strange girls pass<br>and smile.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still the war rides me<br>and my life’s end was just to near<br>and I wonder why destiny<br>let some die in a back world? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Maybe things turn around<br>about what you make of life<br>and everyone’s time is destined<br>and while I walk down the road, <br>a red Toyota comes around the corner<br>and it breaks<br>and my girlfriend is in my arms.</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=398163" data-title="Homecoming de Gert Strydom" data-description="The gravel crunches under my boots like it does when you’re near to home and take a shortcut over the tracks of a railway station and I see my train disappear in the distance. In the other world there were bushes, a lot of gnats red brown sa..."></div> </div> </div>

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