What is faith
but a journey
What is time
but a moment
What is truth
but a figment
What is love
— but goodbye
(Dreamsleep: February, 2024)
King Of Beasts
Truth
a heavy burden
speaking loudest
from exile
The distance
and confinement
like a magnet
to iron
Imploding
within you
when ready
for travel
The weight
of
delivery
— the roar of the lion
(Dreamsleep: February, 2024)
Leaving The Flock
To understand
deeply
the one to the many
Salvation
unquestioned
the weakest in need
Your heart always
truest
when starting the journey
The sheep
that’s been lost
— where humanity bleeds
(The New Room: February, 2024)
One Voice
The playing field level
your words versus mine
A race to forever
embedded in rhyme
The score has been tied
neither side giving ground
Both phrases and couplets
inscribed to astound
It’s late in the game
when a stanza takes off
Outpacing the others
no images lost
As darkness approaches
but one voice remains
Returned from the heavens
— posterity claimed
(The New Room: February, 2024)
Unholy Grail
The Christians
and the Gnostics
can either sect be right
Would God omniscient
have created
such violence and blight
To kill and maim
rape and burn
for scripture misconstrued
Defies the spirit
and the mind
— disproving Him anew
(Villanova University: February, 2024)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: February 5th, 2024 00:44
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