Judged Poem by Mogare Nyamoko

One of the sunnless afternoon,
The crowd offers a sanctified sacrifice.
Seen unjustly gaining without vain
From a client not aware.

Ululation of stones welcomed him home.
No time to express himself.
No one normal enough to ask why he chose his path.
The saints taking life
The saints judging democratically.

Smoke from hell's fire rising,
Up, a holy sacrifice to sanctify the sanctuary of sinners.
Holy sinners on the altar
Stoning and burning the only unholy lamb.