The Last Mark Poem by Kurt Philip Behm
The Last Mark
Age is a demon,
age is a shield
Age is a weapon,
age makes you yield
Age is redundant,
age self-defies
Age is the truth,
age often lies
Age calls within you,
age calls without
Age comes to get you,
age never doubts
Age self-enlightens,
age brings the dark
Age keeps the ledger,
—age the last mark
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June,2017)
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