Steve Jobs Poem by Kurt Philip Behm
Steve Jobs
Mesmerized by his own
success
A tiger lay stalking
inside
An eighth world wonder
built deeply in sand
His achievements cried for him
as he lied
The one link he had
to a legacy born
Asked for only one thing
as he spurned
The one thing he remained
unwilling to give
As the fear of his mortality
—returned
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October,2015)
‘Having Just Seen The Movie’
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4/26/2024 1:11:39 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I also wrote two poems about Steve Jobs, 'The Adopted Son', and ' A Tour of my Bookcase'. Steve fascinates me also. I saw a few DVDs about him. The Apple computers could be, to me, ' an eighth world wonder'. Steve worked much too hard and the hours were much too long for a man to cope with. A most stimulating poem to me.