Israel was carried into Egypt
And was delivering blessings unto
First his sons, and then their sons, and so on
But there was probably a wary child
Who thought, "This is all for nothing at all
It's like my fathers say: That we are dust,
But when we pass away, we become dust
In this desert and stay as dust. There are
No other deserts we can journey to,
So why do we bless dust? We're nothing more."
May 22
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