Hiding behind
each veil of deception
a reckoning awaits
Looming above
the sea of destruction
a fugitive of fate
Grasping for breath
on the edge of tomorrow
the future air most thin
Plaguing the weak
adrift in their sorrow
— the DNA of sin
(The New Room: January, 2025)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments1
Excellent write Kurt
Thanks Tony.
You're welcome
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