I didn’t ask to be alone,
but I’ve always been alone
Living within the shadows,
that in time became my home

I never asked to be alone,
but I’ve always been alone
Each day a drifting footprint,
among endless stepping stones

I didn’t ask to be alone,
but I’ve always been alone
Each night a stark reminder
of a dream that’s never shown

I never asked to be alone,
but I’ve always been alone
The ending now upon me
—life’s promise still unknown

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2017)
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Kurt Philip Behm

Longtime writer with eleven books in publication. Three of them Poetry. : The Death Of The Playground : The Sword Of Ichiban : Searching For Crazy Horse : Darkening Sun : An Anthology Of Perception-Vol's 1 & 2 : After Midnight : Sammy And Bumpers : The Fall City Mandate : Revenge Along The War Trail : Death from The Sky more…

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