Short Stories and poetry | Jamie Glaser | Pesach/Passover


Passover poems

Our past was rooted in treachery
Every page part of the journey
Soon the tambourines will play
It's hard out here, not today.
Slavery was simple
The road to freedom is slippery
It requires constantly moving
No room for apathy
It taste like honey because
We had to render every moment worthwhile
Even the ones when we wanted
To go back to laying brick upon brick
Pain makes sense sometimes
We sit with it
Like an old friend
That slowly pulls the hairs
One by one
Off of our head
Tolerance is poison.
Pressing on
One frightened step at a time
Is progress.
Tonight we've decided
That freedom weighs more than slavery
With that revelation
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