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Dec 2021
We turn a deaf ear
as they live with the pain
of those who we cancel
with biting disdain

Unable to rise
above selfish intent
with opioid bias
our progeny bent

Pontification
colors the flow
young ears once thought distant
to reap what we sow

The world as we leave it
our tracks in the sand
forever to haunt us
—as children disband

(Radnor Pennsylvania: December, 2021)
Kurt Philip Behm
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Kurt Philip Behm  kurtphilipbehm.com
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