<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=399048" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On the other side of the Lomba river</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There are flashes hitting in the distance, <br>bad weather hanging on the other side of the Lomba river<br>with tanks standing ablaze</div><div style="margin:10px 0">nothing can stop the war clouds<br>(while the shots of enemy tanks resound) <br>or stop the slaughter of the angel of death</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and Fapla, Cubans and Russians perish<br>and we also receive deadly shots.<br>There are flashes hitting in the distance, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">where we teach them a final lesson in Africa<br>when the enemy appear<br>but olifant tanks and Ratel armoured cars are stuck in a landmine field</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and howitzer canons fire<br>at the beginning of the slaughter<br>with tanks standing ablaze</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and there are olifant tanks and Ratel armoured cars disappearing in the bush<br>with rockets raining down<br>when the enemy appear</div><div style="margin:10px 0">which rip enemy weaponry into pieces<br>and division after division comes under restraint.<br>There are flashes hitting in the distance, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and the canons of howitzers, tanks and armoured cars fire continuously<br>while the smell of death is everywhere<br>with rockets raining down</div><div style="margin:10px 0">with few enemy being still alive, <br>with some leaving intact tanks, fleeing to survive<br>with tanks standing ablaze</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and I am conscious of the inhumanity<br>and feelings of powerlessness<br>while the smell of death is everywhere</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and the slaughter goes on and on<br>and human life isn’t important.<br>There are flashes hitting in the distance, <br>with tanks standing ablaze</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and whatever you do or mean<br>nothing can stop the war clouds<br>and feelings of powerlessness<br>or stop the slaughter of the angel of death.</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=399048" data-title="On the other side of the Lomba river de Gert Strydom" data-description="There are flashes hitting in the distance, bad weather hanging on the other side of the Lomba river with tanks standing ablaze nothing can stop the war clouds (while the shots of enemy tanks resound) or stop the slaughter of the angel of death ..."></div> </div> </div>

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