But a Beggar
You see a wall,
where I see a door
You are imprisoned,
I am implored
You spend your fortune
on relics that burn
I, but a beggar
—last verse heaven earned
(Dreamsleep: October, 2019)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2019
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