Sydney Sipho Sepamla

South Africa

All Voices Become Hoarse

step by step
we rise
as the goldminers
dig
deeper and deeper
moment to moment
we live
as the death-row
inmates wait
for the noose
day by day
politicians
pontificale
as freedom chants
swell
shrill voices
abroad
louder and louder
come the demands
as lower and lower
descends
the commandantŐs strident orders

all voices become hoarse

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