Genesis of Jacob (NaPoWriMo 12/30)

Jacob R. Moses
1 min readApr 9, 2020

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On the pink moon

I left behind

a dozen years

of instability

A tribe was born

for every year

I tossed insanity

into the forge

Each tribe

presented a gift

rising from

these sacrifices

My darkness

illuminated

by the rising sun

of Reuben

My walls

excavated

through subterfuge

of Simeon

My heart

protected

through vision

of Levi

My weakness

absolved

via the lion’s heart

of Judah

My justice

calibrated

through the scales

of Dan

My kindness

liberated

by the doe

of Naphtali

My community

connected

with the tents

of Gad

My peace

harvested

within the olives

of Asher

My universe

explored

through observations

of Issachar

My finances

supplemented

by the travels

of Zebulon

My dreams

realized

through many prophecies

of Joseph

My sacrifices

rationed

through the appetite

of Benjamin

From my indiscretions

From my sacrileges

From my lamentations

From my transgressions

I become the Genesis

in which my evolution

tells me that Jacob

is who I must be

I await the Exodus

in which my revolution

tells me that Israel

is who I must embody

I am the healing force

who dwells

in gardens

inherently nourished

I am the poet

who has survived

long enough

to scribe his legacy

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Jacob R. Moses

Poet, writer, artist, stoner, socialist, humorist, Jew. I think that sums me up.