Moab became disgusted because of the children of Israel.
We keep getting the stink-eye
from Moab and their ilk.
They’re looking for our horns
and checking their wallets
when we walk by.
They draw pictures where
our noses need their
own ZIP codes.
They say we’ve
occupied the eye of the land.
But we’re still wet from
the walls of water.
We’re still living
out of tents.
We’re still thinking
maybe Egypt wasn’t so bad.
As they send people
to curse us
As we wander and wander
in the desert.
Until the Voice says
You shall not curse the people
because they are blessed.
See Who’s got our back now?
We’re getting closer
to the river.