The wickedness
of man
trumps the goodness
of God
What’s harder for
a child
to see their mother dead
or their father sob
The greater number
of a man’s errors
come disguised
as perfection
As excuses
sets sail
on the sea
— of perdition
(Dreamsleep: January, 2026)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments3
Poignant and shoots to the heart in a world ablaze where justice left long ago. Sad and so meaningful. A fave
Thanks, glad you enjoyed it.
You are most welcome my friend
I certainly agree with this poem.
Great write.
-Syd
Thanks Syd.
Kurt, this is stark and unsettling in the absolute best way. The moral weight doesn’t argue…it confronts. Each short line lands like a hard truth we’d rather avoid. Excellent job! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
So impactful. Thanks again.
You're welcome, Kurt.
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