Words You Will Find Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

With the years not yet lived
to determine what's right

You fake it with documents
that block out the light

With experience weak,
and its lessons still thin

Your words only scold
venting anger within

What you want is in sight
though beyond your best reach

And the trophy you hunt
lost in dreams where you weep

But your tears leave a trail
and your anger a sign

For the truth to reach out
—and whose words you will find

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July,2016)