Wounds Poem by Bhekumuzi kubheka

love wounds
it hurts at first
then it gets num
the heart bleeds
the mind says its owk
then you forget

death wounds
it hurts at first
then it gets num
the picture stays clear
they problem is that youll never see or hear from the dead

cut wounds
it hurts at first
then you bleed
then you screem as loud as you can
then after some time its start to heal

mixed wounds
they all hurt at first
they are all deep
painfull
in this world we live in death comes unexpected
love quit too soon
knife cuts too deep

wounds leave us painfull no wound ever cracked a joke