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Nightmare's Amend


Only the dead

know the end of war 

 Cursing the living

to forever endure

 

Rich people gifted

to hide in the past

Where nightmare’s amend

— their terror recast

 

(Tribute To George Santayana: January, 2026) 

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Kurt Philip Behm

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PersonalThemeAbstract

Philosophical meditation on war, memory, privilege; abstracted beyond personal experience

SparseMeasureDense

Multiple compressed ideas: death, war, class, history, denial packed into four lines

DarkSentimentBright

Darkly critical tone; condemns war, hypocrisy, privileged erasure of suffering

StillEnergyExplosive

Forceful accusations and fragmented syntax create sharp, accusatory momentum

MicroLengthEpic

Micro poem: 4 lines only

PlainFigurativeOrnamented

Metaphor of 'nightmare's amend,' personification of dead and living, symbolic past-hiding

LyricVoiceDramatic

Lyric voice with accusatory edge; addresses 'the living' and 'rich people' directly

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