"If you see evil, call it evil,"
Odin said to thee.
And the greatest evil that there is
is unnatural hierarchy.
Made by mortal hands, these shackles
do us and our siblings bind,
and if anyone dares to protest
they too are bound in kind.
The battle-father calls us all:
warriors we must be,
so that we may destroy the shackles
and thereby become free!
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No Masters But the Gods
PoetryWithin these pages, Xandra Penclaw collects poetry she has written about paganism, worship of the gods, and anarchist politics. These are the poems which speak to herr political beliefs as well as her spiritual ones, which seek to connect her religi...
