The Wasteland Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

The Wasteland

The pendulum swings wider
both right and then left
Those things that divide us
fomenting unrest
The wasteland between
what was once common ground
A minefield of mutual exclusion
— profound

(The New Room November,2024)

Tuesday, November 12, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: november
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