Checks You Can't Cash

Kurt Philip Behm

 

Do you live your whole life

  in a partially filled space

 

Do you swear up and down

  about reasons defaced

 

Do you sing in a choir

  where the music has died

 

Do you brand all as liars

  as your knots remain tied

 

Do you rob from the master

  just to steal from the slave

 

Do you live in a mansion

  built on top of your grave

 

Do you look for direction

  on trails hollow and thin

 

Does your soul beg correction

  torn away from within

 

Do you begin every sentence

  tracing back to the past

 

Do you live every moment

 —writing checks you can’t cash

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2016)

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  • Laura🌻

    Kurt,

    I’ve enjoyed reading this thought provoking write! Many questions! I will engage in one...

    I try to make it a conscious effort not to write any checks I can’t cash!

    ~Laura~

  • Kurt Philip Behm

    And I'm sure you don't.

    🙂

    Kurt

  • E-Poems

    I've read s few pieces of your work now, you're such a brilliant writer. I look forward to reading more. Peace and love ~ E



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