James Moore Poet Narrative

Misguided Being

Compassion for evil
Is hatred for the good
And yet people clamor for unity
With heads buried
In the sand
As day after day
Wave after wave
Washes over
Leaving bodies
Broken, bloodied and bruised
With all life taken
In its rising tide
And ever hateful wake

(12/18/25)

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CayCay Godwin December 20, 2025 at 9:04 AM Those first two lines are going to be in my mind for pondering purposes until they aren't any longer. I felt the tone, it's palatable. James Moore December 20, 2025 at 9:14 AM Difficult times these are...