Freedom Calls Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Freedom Calls



Last thing to hold on to
Last thing to belong to
Frayed lifeline to the temple
—clogged artery that slows

Last thing to hold on to
Last thing to belong to
As wings expand, freedom calls
—finally letting go

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February,2018)

Wednesday, February 14, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom
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