VOICES

Within my mind the voices speak.

Men in monotone as in a chant.

Incantations in my brain

Yet subtle as a summer rain.

I cannot hear your words

But like a spell you capture me

And invade my very soul.

What are my destiny and role

As you cast your Sacred spell?

Am I Heaven bound

Or am I now in Hell?

Alan Winters

© 8 June 09

This poem Inspired

Muted in Song by Faye Sizemore

and

Other Voices! by Sheila Williams

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