Voices

Sleepless nights,
Scavenging thoughts,
Eyes open,
Unclear films;
Tomorrow is untold,
We live by the oracle.

Hunger defies the soul,
Presentiments distorts the mind,
Consciousness neglect vessels,
Righteousness falls astray;
These voices have a void to fill.

Blood seemed not lethal,
Guns meant no evil,
Hell's chuckles broke loose,
Heaven existed not,
Our minds were held captive,
We lived here.

Silence,
We listened accordingly,
Johannesburg was declared our own,
Scampered through the streets,
Loped down our preys,
Cleared throats to flesh,
Preyed on the innocent,
Possessed every breath,
Satisfied the urge;
We found peace in these voices.

By: Ts Mashile