Vulcanus
The spirit can never be suppressed
its silent essence roars
No government or despot’s reign
can change its ethos pure
Bottled up the pressure builds,
like Cuba underscored
The rhythm faint but always there
—erupting force majeure
(Deamsleep: December, 2020)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2020
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