Sometimes for sport (Terzanelle)
Sometimes for sport men snare great fish from the deep
like human kings
through wide seas they sweep
seeing huge birds with white wings
and indolent on a cruise
like human kings
they brag about every scratch and bruise
drink their full of whiskey and wine
and indolent on a cruise
are like heroes to themselves without confine
and without care
drink their full of whiskey and wine
and with charm and money they ensnare.
Sometimes for sport men snare great fish from the deep
and without care
through wide seas they sweep.
poem by Gert Strydom
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