Mo POETRY
Claws of Power
by Mo Cortez
November 21, 2023
The claws of power clutch upon us everyday across the lands.
The longer they fight us, the dirtier they get from our tears and blood.
Everyday they devise and contract a new way to hurt us.
The glow of surveillance is the setting they judge us,
And up above in high altitude planes.
They watch our moves frame to frame
Time is Up
by Mo Cortez
October 16, 2023
There are no birds on mars, there are no birds on the moon, and there will be jails on both if we continue with business as usual.
We are Abandoned when we cross a convention, we are forsaken when they bus us off away from our families and homes.
We are abused and sunshine deprived. They take and they take and we wither and our hearts grating away like cheese with each awakened trauma.
But this Space City and County can do it.
We can be a model for the World and Beyond.
If we want to reach Beyond we must act Beyond.
We demand Care Not Cages in all phases. We are future ancestors 111 years from now will we be remembered as a blessing or as a curse to our descendants?
Genetic, emotional, and spiritual descendants.
I won’t be here.
You won’t be here.
But they will be here
Strum
by Mo Cortez
November 19, 2023
If stuck in the brain
Migrate to nature.
Strum away the stings
of the pain.
With all the stars
in sight
move your feet
to the left
to the right,
very soon you will feel aight.