Joshua Hren

The lesser angels of our present dangerArraign the better angels of our natureAnd rearrange the stature of our hatredOn which the union of our state is wagered. For Madison if men could angels beNo government could claim necessity;If angels governed men there’d be no needFor mechanisms to suppress . . . . Continue Reading »

If all the oughts and nots given by GodAre excommunicated from debate,Except in terms of conscience which she lauds,I’d like to blame our Holy Mother State. I’d blame this Novus ordo secularOn savants who with smiling faces say:“Neanderthals!” or “to the sepulcher!”They satirize or . . . . Continue Reading »

Requiescat in pace, Father Jacques HamelMartyred at the church of St. Étienne,Named for the first martyr.  Before Pure Will he bows so reverently,His captive mind conformed to prison sheikh Electric monitor around his wristCan’t leash the lust of teenage liberté. Straps faux explosives, . . . . Continue Reading »

Where Moloch relished children sacrificedOutside Jerusalem, where worms won’t die.Am I a fool to claim the cursed valeHas migrated from Israel to Mosul?A pack of cigarettes for toothless girls,For little women—Kafir, Nasrani.From nine to twelve years old they fetch a priceOf two dollars in cash . . . . Continue Reading »