Featured Poem: Bedlam In Bedlam by Wazi M. Kunene

Wazi M Kunene | May 11th, 2018 | featured poem, poetry | No Comments

The mayhem in your patrimony,

Enshroud beneath the centre tree,

Skulk behind hovering grave contours,

Spread thinly across the fatal breeze,

The mother to your tribulations



 [How they’ll call you

A child of alchemy

How you wade in the rain

Coiled flames

Like a chain, around your waist

You cut through the bedlam

Turmoil in the bedlam

The disease of thought.

I guess, I’ll always be wandering

Around the burning earth,


Did they ever love me

It’s the disease of thought

There’s a bedlam in bedlam]

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