In the aftermath of terror Our bodies served as Middle fingers to each other In lieu of fighting systems Somewhere down the line We lost our humanity under Guises of piety and logic Riddled with gaping holes Amid the disregard for life We know the true models Of tyranny lie within those Scapegoat hunting warriors … Continue reading Middle Finger (original poem published in The Penmen Review)
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Anthems (From Grimoire)
Photo by Haley Black on Pexels.com Drunk and high upon the mountains Remembering when pine needles Surrounded my feet and Injected the air with bliss The wind comforts me As the sun descends and Rings the bells of a new night I am alert in my surveillance Under this ash tree Which continues to stand … Continue reading Anthems (From Grimoire)
Jacob R. Moses 