Under an Egyptian sky
where baker’s heads are sold for bread,
a brother plucks homelessness
from family stems
and shepherds chimeras glimmering amongst slaves
where lost destiny blooms out of coal
and when he finds it,
names his son
Manassah
~God has made me forget all my toil, and all my father’s house.~Yossef ben Yaakov
this was wonderful. Are u from Egypt?
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I’m in Cali:)
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and thank you 🙂
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Ok okay. You’re welcome 😊❤❤
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🙂
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