The Enemy Upon Us Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Get caught in the dialectic
before the day is late

Don't wait for an invitation
as they slowly shut the gate

The wolf now dressed in spun wool
has broken from his cage

He hungers more for what we've lost
an ignorance of rage

A traitor lurks in front of us
to vanquish and to quell

But time that stops for no one man
the assassin pledged to hell

The moment to act upon us
the odds both long and wide

A battle still worth fighting
for those before who thought and died

So if truth's your greatest weapon
wield it willingly and free

The enemy is upon us
—and must leave on bended knee

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June,2016)