Born To Wander Poem by Kurt Philip Behm
Born To Wander
Rejected by parents
forsaken alone
One choice left to make
forever to roam
The cost ever paying
their wages of sin
Steps of abandonment
traipsing within
To beg or to borrow
the future on loan
The price of tomorrow
each moment unknown
With fate chasing after
both fortune and shame
A waif born to wander
—in search of a name
(Dreamsleep: July,2023)
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