Re-Armored Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Re-Armored



Worry and strife
never really leave

They just change
direction and form

When one plant's watered
another wilts

Your heart no longer safe
once torn

Trouble that's papered
over with wealth

Set fire
by money and fame

Is a sadness you try
so hard to lose

Hiding re-armored
—and waits to reclaim

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September,2018)

Thursday, September 27, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: pain
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