In To A Vexed State Confused And Proud Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
In To A Vexed State Confused And Proud
In to a vexed state confused and proud
proud and confused I lie yet sing
not rhyme no but in blank verse
my emotions pen in words dense and terse
that I have to think, to think, to think
and more I think, the more to think and
brow grows more and more furrowed
puzzled my thought, yet in that confusion
as rattling and shifting of genes be
born thoughts sublime yet newly synthesized
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