Manassah’s father


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

 

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