Kurt Philip Behm

Re-Armored

 Worry and strife

 never really leave

 

They just change

 direction and form

 

When one plant’s watered

  another wilts

 

Your heart no longer safe

  once torn

 

Trouble that’s papered

 over with wealth

 

Set fire

 by money and fame

 

Is a sadness you try

 so hard to lose

 

Hiding re-armored

 —and waits to reclaim

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)