Wanneer die see leegloop
En my siel van alles stroop
En net ‘n gronddam oorbly
Waaroor ‘n eensame windjie gly
Wanneer die skip op die bodem lê
En die kaptein se bevele niks sê
Wanneer die hengelaar sy aas oor die grond trek
En die hoeke nog vore op my hart trek
Wanneer die seemeeu uitgil
“Die lewe is ‘n bittere pil”
word die speelplek van die vis
net ‘n geopende kis
L.C.J. Engelbrecht
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