Our Will To Answer Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Our Will To Answer



Fear, the ghost of indecision
where darkness stalks each day

Confusion our ignoble master,
bewildered we fall prey

Terror caught in nightly doldrums,
the walls start closing in

As choices wait our will to answer
—or die this fate within

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July,2020)

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