A Silent Toll
Are you everything you could have been,
the moments gone,
the wafer thin
While reaching out did you lose hold
of what defines you,
a broken mold
The chase elusive, running wild
into the darkness,
a bastard child
To reach old age before your time,
a broken bell
—that cannot chime
(Villanova University: July, 2021)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2021
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