Exodus 19: 2 - 6, (a reflection)

our ancestors once lived in the wilderness
encamped before a mountain

God has taken them away
from slavery and poverty
on eagle's wings
to Himself

He built them a house
for them to be priests among nations
a Holy Nation,

and then
they have forgotten

their violence begets a thousand other
violence
and the killing and dying and chasing and blaming
seem to be
forever

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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