Thursday, 18 December 2014

kinner klaaglied


ek huil in my hart                                                                            
my siel is morsdood                                                                                       
ek’s kwaad                                                                                                        
verpletter verslae                                                                                           
                                                                                          
die feestyd oorvloed 
stu in my op
die sang en jolyt
bring skuld en verwyt

daar is kinders in afrika
daar is kinders in bagdad
daar is kinders in gaza
daar is kinders in smart

jou  kinner koppie dra bakstene aan
jou lyfie verkoop om skulde te delg
jou handjies is nerfaf
jou ruggie is krom

ek huil in my hart
my siel is morsdood
vir jou liewe kind
is ons wêreld  so blind







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