<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=399915" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Till the shooting ended</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The fine press of binoculars against eye, <br>speech apparatus against mouth, <br>bodies camouflaged against the ground<br>made burning stars<br>fall from the sky.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Projectiles from G-5 howitzer canons<br>blasting from more that forty kilometres away<br>crossed the sky <br>in parabolas adjusted fine<br>and smashed enemy tank and armoured car<br>to pieces.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Flames throwing their tongues<br>orange-red to the sky, <br>enemy weapons pierced, <br>a commander with cigar in his hand bended, <br>enemy soldiers of whom <br>intestines rained down in pieces<br>in a moment where everybody <br>met the maker<br>and pools of red blood<br>and shot-out scrap<br>was all that marked the place of slaughtering.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> l’Envoi<br>Till the shooting ended, <br>men stopped dying, <br>when too many were killed and pierced<br>and a war on the backside <br>of Africa was lost<br>and even the Russians knew<br>to forget about any victory<br>and the Cubans returned to Cuba<br>and never again Fidel Castro<br>could try and clench his fist round Africa.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[Reference: The Battle of Cuito Cuanavale were South African Reconnaissance Commandos (Recce’s) and artillery gun crews played a major role.]</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=399915" data-title="Till the shooting ended de Gert Strydom" data-description="The fine press of binoculars against eye, speech apparatus against mouth, bodies camouflaged against the ground made burning stars fall from the sky. Projectiles from G-5 howitzer canons blasting from more that forty kilometres away crossed the..."></div> </div> </div>

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