Forgotten Lord Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Forgotten Lord

Rating: 5.0


Deep into the night of the harrowing dawn,
old voices went astray

And fast on the morning of no return,
final judgment came to stay

Crashing like a wave was the prophet's voice,
this time not to be ignored

Washing away all excuse and false remorse
with damnation
—forgotten Lord

(Grantham New Hampshire: March,2015)

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 02 March 2018

Old voices go astray. Many forget Lord but still certainly all further pray him to recover them from sufferings...10

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