"Survival"

Grey shafts of light in the tunnel of terror
Screeching wheels on the rails
Emitting sparks along the way
Above are the naked skyscrapers
Giant fingers reaching upward
Muddy coloured clouds adorn
The city without pity
Feet pounding the pavenment
Mercilessly by the forlorn
Crushed abdomens of innocent ants
Yet there is no weeping
Except the machines who notice
Oil are the tears of the machines
They weep in the vortex of delerium

~Moses~
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"Pelican Sunset"

Fearless divebombers of the ocean
Marked targets in the water below
Buoyant pirates who have no fear
Their inner beauty surpasses grace in flight
Hearts are worn openly
Upon such waves ridden freely
Pelican kings and queens
Waddling in courtly fashion
Until gentle winds carry them
To places where others dream to be
Gulls attempt to follow
A rising sun which does not trust
Revelations are in their silence
Actions speak loudly
Thriving in the foam of the brine

~Moses~
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"View from Aloft"

The flower dream spiral
Within fractal heavens
Fading membranes separate
Floating sphericals on their way
Where light and darkness
Exist under different circumstances
Than myths created by men

~Moses~
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"Revelations in the Park"

Life parades by my bench
Children play on swings
Down in Central Park
Feeding crumbs of bread to pigeons
Grumblings in my stomach
An observation of leaves upon
The withered branches
Straining to see beyond
With the brain that inhabits my skull
For moments it appears surreal
Spinning whirlwinds of dust
Sirens in the background whine
Mist blown from the fountain by the wind
Upon my face carried by the breeze
It is inevitable that in the crux of thought
Such things would occur
Twisting its way downward into my soul
Likened unto a hammer that pounds away
At bone and marrow
Until only dust remains
It is then that I am reminded;
All things return from where they came

~Moses~
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