Higher Ground Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

I refuse to talk with bigots,
does that apply to you

And freely open up my mind,
to greet the world anew

Discriminatory and hateful barbs,
divide and tear apart

What poetry tries its best to mend,
inside an honest heart

Those few most vile hide behind
their fear inspired views

That bring about the worst in us,
to slander and accuse

As days grow short, my time is spent,
beneath a sun that shines

Speaking to the highest traits
—humanity divines

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March,2020)