Kurt Philip Behm Poems

To doubt what you doubt,
but know what you know

The difference inherent,
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True poets are poets
before picking up a pen

True poets are poets
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Time passes through my watch,
as function follows form

Most sacred of mysteries
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Do you need to be born in Africa or Haiti
to be saved
What about the single mother in the ghettos
of Detroit
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It's hard to ask the right questions,
their answers easier made

The hammer cocked, the truth in sight
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The journey kindled,
hopes ablaze,
a future now unseen
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If consciousness is emergent,
where is it emerging from

The dualists say… the naturalists say…
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I wish that I had cared enough,
to mention once or twice

That what I wanted now has changed,
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He defeated his family…
this battle was won

The war still in doubt,
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