Saturday, 14 November 2015


Pricey clothing, shadow wanders naked,
time is money, oh sorry, currency faked,
subway brain, train of thoughts wrecked,
behind eyelids, a world, dusky and faded.

Caged in self, agony disguises out as smiles,
drops of pain rain down, the splashing kills,
blinking, limited vision, lost glimpse thrills,
night troubled sheets, lost in thoughts, miles.

Rib cage so toughened, self up against self,
forever self- locked, peeps out through eyes,
bought 'self- freedom', self- hate's the price,
"A self- caging self, is the most loving self!"

Poetry Collection.
"Self- Caged"
~Andy Mwalasha.

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