Blood Stains Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Blood Stains



Compelled to fight dirty,
in attempts to stay clean
The shadows conscripted,
clandestine and mean
Surprise as an ally,
you stalk and you spy
To vanquish the monster
—declawed and defied

(Villanova Chapel: December,2021)

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