All Or Nothing At All
The farther we stray
from our natures
the more depressed we get
Hunting, fishing
and chopping wood
our DNA and yet ...
We sit and stare
at digital screens
our spirits on the run
And shun each other
inhumane
our futures zero — sum
(The New Room: September, 2024)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2024
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment