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Voices by Belinda van Rensburg From the ashes of time I can hear hollow laughter, calling me, calling me, to the hereafter. Forgotten voices and vile lying tongues, who penned morals tainted by God's fallen sons. Empty it rings in the stillness of night, whilst soft blackened velvet helps shadow the Light. Curling, unfurling, gray fingers of vice, destroying my life with their evil advice. Temptation in wrappers with bright shiny strings, and wooed by the words of the songs Satan sings. Believing lies tasting like sweet candy floss; no time for regrets and eternally lost. |
 This poem won 1st place for the July 2008 poetry contest |
This poem may be use within Christian ministries for any non-profit purpose without requesting permission.