Moses the Murderer

This was written for a writing group prompt. It depicts the Biblical figure of Moses before and after he commits the murder and is told from his perspective.

 

Moses murder

The storm raged on inside my head-

As blows, they came

and words were said;

A stinging rain,

in wounds, of mead.

The storm raged on inside my head.

.

The storm raged on inside my head-

I watched him beat,

his garments shred.

I moved my feet

until with dread,

The storm raged on inside my head.

.

The storm raged on inside my head-

We danced a jive,

my brother fled.

From his side

the blood ran red.

The storm raged on inside my head.

.

The storm raged on inside my head-

I left no trace

from where I fled.

“You killed a man,”

is what he said.

The storm raged on inside my head.

.

The storm raged on inside my head-

I made to swim

my makeshift bed.

I sang a hymn

to him instead.

The storm raged on inside my head.

.

The storm raged on inside my head-

The bush, it burned

a carrot’s red.

My soul, it yearned

for blessed wed.

The storm raged on inside my head.

.

The storm raged on inside my head-

“Here am I,”

is what I said.

My books are five,

with hyssop spread.

The storm raged on inside my head.

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