The Future Writhes Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

The Future Writhes



Once truth is judged delusion,
we choose the lesser of two lies

Abandoning that voice unheard,
—stillborn, a baby cries

The ideal in dark remission,
all hope now cast in flames

Making bargains with the Devil,
—as the future writhes in pain

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September,2016)

Saturday, September 24, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: future
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Anil Kumar Panda 24 September 2016

Making bargains with the Devil, —as the future cries in pain ... is just fantastic.Liked it.Thanks for sharing.

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