Divided and Split
Do you have to do something
you loathe or then hate
To finance the thing
that you love
Do you plod to a tune
out of step and off key
To dance freely with
that from above
Do the moments you steal
and those stolen from you
Stand opposed or conjoined
at the hip
Are those times rare and precious
to freely aspire
Worth a life lived divided
—and split
(Train from White River Junction: March, 2016)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2019
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