Scorched And Burned Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Scorched And Burned



Seventeen children
on a highway to hell

Thumbs out—noses down,
perdition rings their bell

Seventeen children,
their backs now fully turned

The piper calls them blindly
—their futures scorched and burned

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November,2016)

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