Johan Jacobs Poems

I am your mysterious lover
my eyes tell it all
despite the hide and cover
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Fast like the speed of sound
sharp as a spear’s point
it’s a seven point six two round
for life and death.
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In the sabulous Namib desert
between Welwitschia and gecko’s
where fast sidewinders glide
over yellow dunes big and small...
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There was a young Scottish soldier
of the Highlanders Brigade
his Black Watch Regiment
marched through the night’s thunderstorm
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I am twelve years old
my AK¹ rifle too heavy to carry
in the bushes where I fight
for the war lords of Renamo
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