Gert Strydom - When the flaming wagon comes

One night I see a shooting star
in the open twilight of the karoo
that draws a line of light past,
but it comes nearer
and there are flames
around it
while it shines metallic.

My ears almost want to burst
when a squadron of war planes
cut past low over the earth
and with afterburners
climb with power into the air
following the unknown flaming wagon.

Things just past far too quickly
to grab a camera of sell phone
and when the flaming wagon
with speed swerve away
and nothing can keep up with it,
I wonder if it is a secret weapon
or are there somewhere going to be
little green men that land with impudence
and ask for the big leader
or will it be beings
that is just like humans
and wear space suits?

Gert Strydom

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