Pain... Poem by Buhle Mbaba
Pain...
Pain, pain what a shame
When all is lame and sounds the same
Again again I trial and frail
With heat on my lungs
On my breath a stain
Sane, sane I try and stay
While you burn my house
and sit entertained
Rain, rain so late you came
and drenched the couch I had managed to save
Pain, pain on your lap I lay listening to your peril while I sit and paint.
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