The Bull of Heshbon

Thou Bull---Prince of Moab---
I fear to be thou.
For you burn the Moors
In your furnace---

You are an American Holocaust.
I fear, that by my prayers,
I have conjured you.
I fear it, and am greatly ashamed.

I smell cabbage, like the Boy in Striped Pajamas
Described. I smelt it while in prison
For my humble offense.
I do not know.

You Bull, whoever you are---
A demon presiding over America,
My Doppelganger,
Did Trump, Obama, Biden or Bush

Know of you? Who are you,
Specter? Only a dream?
Only a pallid delusion?
Or, are you real?

A phantom in my mind
Which causes great anguish.
I do not know, but I write of you.
Perhaps you are from another world.

Or, perhaps you are of this world.
All I know is the Bible Verse
"Thou Shalt Not Oppress the Stranger in the Land."