Glass Houses
Stopping just short of judgment,
his mind took a leap
Whose soul rose as substance
now ready to speak
Words before never uttered
or spoken in vain
This acknowledgement followed
crying out in refrain…
“The joy in the brotherhood
all torment by choice
“To share in celebration,
we alone can’t rejoice
“The critic inside us
the judger of sins
“Is best left in silence
till it targets within”
As time will remind us,
and these words will recall
All biting reprisal
—the coward’s downfall
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2018
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