Your Life Is Priceless
By Phumzile Zwane
Your life has no currency
A single rand* is not worth your dignity
Pricing your body cannot define your identity
Avoid affinity and lift your own integrity.
Human figured minds, myopic about their immoral lives
Why they can’t just move away from these shattered lives.
Shipments of humans treated as objects in exchange of a decent life.
Selling minds, selling lives, ripping away dreams.
Their hearts cold,
worth hatred
shifted to their toes
and yet the truth remains untold.
Equal in brain that drains, the pains running through their veins
This is a new generation,
with less integration,
with no future intensions,
inspiration,
intuition is not introspected
This freedom is taken for granted
These temples are no longer respected
Our minds are objected
You are not for sale
You cannot be bought, neither sold
For God owns your soul
Remember God in all cases
Every season for every reason
For God knows your life is priceless
