You can’t make a deal
with a Judas
As tenured
they govern on high
Like the British
who sought our indenture
With graft and self-interest
they lie
You can’t play the game
any longer
When rules only favor
the few
Where freedom is held
as a hostage
And verity’s fairness
— askew
(The New Room: March, 2025)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments2
Words of truth. Gorilla warfare I say. Good write Kurt
Yep, we have to take it all back. Thanks Soren.
Preach it bro! Wonderful! True! Faved! 🌹👏✊
Thanks, some days things just set me off ...
Oh. I hear you. You’re most welcome, Kurt.
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