New Voices
Nobody knew me,
and that was my choice
The distance I kept
protecting my voice
Though others had promised,
their words fell in vain
My spirit untarnished
whose breath I lay claim
My heart often suffered
the pain I’d been caused
But a force pulled me inward,
all hurt left on pause
This pathway my own,
its direction so clear
Where alone I must travel
—new voices to hear
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2018)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2018
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