His Ears To Find Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

His Ears To Find



Never writing for the unholy dollar,
but that kid in a hundred years

When the world has irrevocably changed,
and lies are all one hears

If he could happen to chance upon my words,
just once while searching blind

Then my humble verse would breathe new life
—within his ears to find

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April,2019)

Wednesday, April 17, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: poetry
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