Poems

[Center][u][b]Wilfred Jcobus Redmont (23/81927-17/4/2022)
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[Spoiler=Golden Rhodes]
In a golden pasture, I wander and lie,
in a land far, far from my own.
I think of what I left at hearth and home,
my life, my family and my future,
I remember this and this alone:
that wherever I may roam,
no matter how far from home,
A fellow Rhodesian shall be nearby.
Recollections
Dost thou, young lads, know of men of old?
who by courage and daring did acts so bold,
who steadfast went through unholy damnation,
to found this our nation?
This act of good forever shall stand in recollections,
and shall be in every Rhodesian's affection!

Dost thou know what thy sons could achieve?
What glories for them await if they can just believe!
They shall face great tribulations to get to their dreams
but they shall the sunlit beams!
This act of good forever shall stand in recollections,
and shall be in every Rhodesian's affection!
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[Spoiler=A mother's tale]
When the blossom has fallen and is no more;
the fruits of our mothers have withered and wore,
and its beauty is but a fading and dying mem'ry,
I shall think back to better and gayer days of life
when I was young and strong in heart and soul.
It was a time of youth and immaturity and ne'erending strife.
So remember this sonny, when you're old and frail,
when you can no longer walk, talk or eat freely,
that this land and her surroundings are full of beauty.
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[Spoiler=Onwards Rhodesia]
With wagon and cart and horses our fathers went,
to a far off land in the desert, a land that was godsent.
This land in the middle of nowhere, that was nothing,
would come to bear an immortal and e'erlasting name:
that name was enshrined into her son's hearts to stand;
her name was that of Rhodesia, the land of Rhodes, a land most grand.

With Strength, steadfast, and ne'erending bravery
they traversed a land that was most unsavoury.
They came to found a country that the world would come to know,
it was to be built on toil and courage, and would be e'erblest.
that name was enshrined into her son's hearts to stand;
her name was that of Rhodesia, the land of Rhodes, a land most grand.

Onwards to the future we now boldly go,
where we shall end up? we shall never truly know.
We shall continue to carry her immortal flame through hell,
we shall keep, steadfast, our nation's gilded borders
till the entire world doth learn her name:
that name was enshrined into her son's hearts to stand;
her name was that of Rhodesia, the land of Rhodes, a land most grand.[/spoiler]

[Center][u]Alexander Bromhead Patterson[/u][/center]
[spoiler=Mother Gaia]
Across the everglades I went a-walking,
many hours I would spend there, talking.
Then summer, that beautied mistress,
gave her last glorious and gay breath...
there... she's gone.. she has now met death.
Her warmth is but a passing mem'ry, a thought,
and to accept her death, I cannot.

She lays upon her Gilded Earthly Tomb,
betrayed by the very beast she carried in her womb:
man, her greatest creature, betrayed her to greed
and now, in death, is she truly freed?
no, for still her chased beauty is evident,
all due to man, us, being un provident, and now
Her warmth is but a passing mem'ry, a thought,
and to accept her death, I cannot.
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[Spoiler=A Ballad to Home - wrote in scots.]
It's therein field's bonnie, sunshine is in the view,
an thar ma hert doth wander tae lands so gay an true.
tae lands so gay an true; an ever pure an free,
held in her hallowed story, thar the godhead glory be.

Whan the flowers, dying, an doves dae cease tae meet;
the summer winds stad singin, the air is less sweet.
The air is less sweet, this land's the world tae me;
an ferr this bonnie country, I'd lay me doon an dee.
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[Spoiler=age]
As age moves swiftly onwards, when life becomes harder,
When my bones, in age, begin to creek and I am less smarter,
I shall think back to my gay and triumphant youthful days,
When I would run to mother and she'd gladly give me love and praise.
But those were the better days... Back when I was young and free,
but now, with age, I rot away in my captivity.
Yet, all is not lost, I try and get by with what I can,
that is my only plan...
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[Spoiler=The Soldier]
In fields far away there marches a soldier, proud and gay,
His back is straight, his face a stone, and his will on full display.
O'er him and his comrades, the mortar explodes with a blast;
they shant stop marching till they face the foe in the eye
and every single man, tired from brave actions, has passed.
Yet, this is not in his mind, no, only glory and the honour of war,
the very honour and glory that his fathers fought with in the days of yore.
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[Spoiler=Clan TescoPepsi ]
[i]This poem is dedicated to clan [nation]TescoPepsi[/nation] and their estate.[/i]
Just beyond Enkeldoorn lays a manor of men so bold,
This ancient clan of great men who came here in days of old,
Their manor adorned in jewels of state and golden plate,
Untouched by sin, greed and lust, or the devil’s fate.
But now there is no clan, no parties, no battle,
For they are but mem’ries of yore, of ancient chattel.
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[Spoiler=Love in the night]
In the heat of aphrodite's love, youths doth entwine,
as they, deep in coupling, are drunk in Dionysus's wine.
They are united by a bond greater than living itself,
greater than marriage; greater than wealth,
this is a love that cannot be broken or severed or harmed,
this love is a power that is unchallenged and is strong armed.
This sensual entwinement that bonds mankind together,
this beautiful nature that shall last in hearts fore'er.
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[Spoiler=We who follow - Revised]
Once a column came a-marching
In the darkest hour of doom,
And they came to save a country
That was shrouded in the gloom;
They fought with toil and courage
Till they could not give the fight-
So they gave us this our country
To preserve and ever bless.
The brave warriors of our land
Have left their trust in us,
On guard for all they won we stand
As those who follow must,
Rhodesia, our homeland
We stand on guard for thee,
Rhodesia our homeland
We'll ever cherish thee.
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[Spoiler=Amongst the Titans - 19/8/22]
As I the mere mortal drift through Elysium twilights, 
I ponder of this wider being and vessel I traverse
Throughout heaven and the starry majestic nights,
Through my existence, wondering about the universe.
Yet I'm a mere mortal whose existence is only chance
and who in the twilights dust will when life ends, dance. 

This beautiful heaven filled with the giant, golden stars
of Gas and dust, of matter; being, covered in history;
Their shapes tell of the past; their wounds and scars, 
Yet, here I am amongst the giants and the titans, 
Who forever glow and forever brightens. 
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