Lullabies lullabies.

Of men not to serve
other gods but Him alone.

Of desert tales
to a new generation.

Of plagues and doom
to the oppressors.

Of power and might,
a covering of cloud by day
and a pillar of fire by night.

Of water from a rock
and food from the sky.

Lullabies being told
by the priest everyday, yet our ears
are as baskets: They cannot hold these.

We sleep on them thinking
of iniquity and evil.
We desire slavery: over freedom.

Nomads of sins.

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