Telling The Story

Telling the story

By describing the tellers

But never the hero,

By praising the outcome

But ignoring the plot

Is weird.

So let’s tell the story. 

We were slaves. 

Pharaoh ordered the boy babies killed,

Shifra and Puah saved them. 

Miriam put her brother in a basket on the Nile,

A princess saved him. 

J0chabed his mother nursed him,

The Princess raised him. 

Pharaoh was pharaoh,

The slaves suffered. 

Moses killed an oppressor

And ran. 

He married Zipporah,

He shepherded sheep,

A bush didn’t burn,

It said

I am that I am,

Save the people. 

Our hero went back,

Aaron worked the communications,

God inspired,

Moses organized. 

Plagues. 

Innocents died

But not us. 

Pharaoh said yes then no then yes,

We left. 

Yay!

Nachshon stepped in the sea,

Everyone stepped into the sea,

Pharaoh drowned

And rhe Hebrews were free. 

On the other side of the water

Miriam and the women danced,

Aaron prayed,

Everyone kvetched. 

God fed them in the desert. 

Moses went up the mountain and

Everybody freaked out .

Torah was acquired.

Moses talked with God,

Bezazel created beauty.

A cloud led them through the desert.

Jethro advised them,

Korech agitated them, 

Joshua fought for them and

They walked for forty years

Until

Most everybody died.

But

Their children got to the Promised Land

Which is a whole other story.  

And because we were slaves,

We don’t enslave.

Because we were oppressed, 

We mustn’t oppress. 

Because we fought for freedom,

We are allies. 

Because when you know the story,

You know.