Before The Sea
What I’m willing to leave behind in the narrow place:
Bricks, Whips, Forced labor
Blood, Packing, Yeast
Slavery, Racism, Masters
Danger, Weakness, Servitude
Plagues, Lies, Jew Haters
Netflix, My Room, Two-dimensions
Distance, Masks, Chapped Hands
Racism, Conspiracies, Death
Worry, Fear, Loneliness
Plagues, Lies, Jew Haters
I put it all in my backpack
And put the pack down on the beach
Before I step into the Sea.
After The Sea Now what? We’ve stepped into the water, We’ve crossed the Sea of Reeds. We said we would go and we went We’re here in the desert Now what? What are we supposed to do now? Go out into the world, Talk to people? You want us to talk to people? In person?! Do we have to touch them? Are we supposed to touch them?
Do we want to touch them? And ewww, they’re all so…three dimensional. And in the new world of freedom there is Body odor And decisions. We need to do stuff.
We didn’t want to leave our rooms. We miss our pajamas. We miss knowing that nothing was going to happen. We miss the cucumbers of Egypt. We will need to think about this,
It could take years.
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