Blind But Listening Poem by Ofentse Mercy Hajane

The darkness swarmed my place,
The light faded.
Faces unmolding.
Touches without origins.
The dark abyss swallows the world about,
Burying my soul deep under its cold grip.
Glint of hope lost,
Picked clean off its flesh by the reality of the cold world.
Voices tells of the horror unfolding in front of me.
The icy cold anger clawing in my heart.
Screams of lost souls inflated with the hunger to escape.
Blinded by their desire to rule the mortal grounds above.
Just when I thought I could fight them to keep in,
Another slither of the blade ran through to my abdomen,
it's icy steel meeting my warm crimson juice.
Down I went and slipped into the muddy dark waters.
The eyes of my killer unknown,
But a terrible voice of a god I know.
Silently like a bugler, my soul departed…
Blind but listening....

O.M Hajane