The Art of the Deal – A poem for Parsha Bo (Aliyah 3)

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And also our cattle will go with us; not a [single] hoof will remain

Exodus 10:26

In the shadow of the darkest dark
moments before the final plague
took the local first-born away

The stuttering spokesperson
stands his ground. His ground which is
our ground. Our ground which is

Holy ground. Our cows are coming home.
We haven’t been released yet but
we’re taking everything with us.

This is non-negotiable.
We’ve been packing boxes since
frogs fell out of the sky.

Our change-of-address forms
are all filled out. We’re experimenting
with changing the paint in the desert.

Does sand even go with cow?
What’s the reception out there?
Will Pharaoh learn how to store grain

for a lack of rainy days?
Will he move to Florida and
will they want him there?

It’s kind of a setup.
The answers are pre-ordained –
A Divine rhetorical.

After this conversation
these two men, the king
the former prince

who used to be brothers
will not stand in the same room
or see each other’s faces again.

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