Its Reckoning Comes

Is God to interpret
  and religion the why

Is forever too heavy
  to pledge bye and bye

Does the Devil provide balance
  to a concept in stone

Is he laughing inside us
  mocking all that we know

Is God left to children
  and those purest of heart

Is all truth chained to symbols
  has its lock come apart

Are the years there to change us
  is each day meant to count

Are the scriptures worth hearing
  if belief has to shout

To those fanatics among us
  yes, you know who you are

A power looms distant
  beyond testament’s scar

Its claim staked by no one,
  its icon’s unseen

And its reckoning comes
  —when you wake from this dream

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
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Kurt Philip Behm

Longtime writer with twelve 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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