Beyond His View
Writing about life…
he was powerless over death,
life was what he was good at
Death, a combination
of all he would never understand
and all he would never accept
It was a major failing,
never to bring closure or a period
to the end of his sentence
Along a road predestined,
mirrored by the face of denial,
redemption unreflected—beyond his view
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2019
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