The Power To Choose Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

The Power To Choose

The mind
its own place
be it heaven
or hell

The soul
but a bucket
to empty
or fill

Goya
a madman
DaVinci
extolled

Sharing
a genius
they fought
to control

Bleed out
the poison
death waits
to reclaim

Or memory
gets buried
and darkness
— remains

(Dreamsleep: May,2024)

Wednesday, May 1, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: sharing
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