Exodus Poems - Poems about Exodus

The sugarcane fields once a binding chain, Where generations toiled in sun and driving rain. A promised land, it seemed, for those who came in faith, But shadows lengthened and hope began to chafe. The whispers grew to shouts, a bitter angry sound, As those who chose to leave on hostile ground were found. The union's iron...

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Imagine it today a rag-tag procession two-three million souls advancing northward Mt. Sinai their goal A bearded prophet leading the way ...

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"Friends Attend Contend #2" The first book of The Old Testament called; Genesis is the story of the origins, of both planetary nature and human nature and serves with distinction. ... or schemer effects 21st century, this is, That's him over there, Who's him, whose that, the next Moses himself That's Moses, that's also his name, no it's Henry Magillacutty WHAT, wait...

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"Friends Attend Contend #1" What are we doing here in the middle of nowhere, we're following that guy there he's the one who brought us here, He doesn't look Jewish, not even close-up! Go tell him to prove it, just have him unzip her. All this rigamarole, gathers the foolish in the twenty-first century, all this bruhaha like a kerfuffle not like a thingamajig that's more like...

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Walk upright, leg See the 10th plague We'll win this league....

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In today's world, the sabbath is just another day no different from any other people say but scripture makes it so very clear it's a divine commandment all should obey God calls this day a holy day one which is devoted to God alone for He commands six days to work as the Lord did rest as should His own The work of...

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Moments later, a furious Michael stormed in, eyes ablaze with determination. But the moment he stepped closer, he was faced with an army of Penneys and Guses—four, five, six reflections dizzying his focus. “What?! Which one is real?!” he bellowed, frustration splattering onto the walls. “Time to play, Michael!” Penney called out cheerfully. “Thanks for coming...

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“Let’s go!” Penney urged, leading the charge through the newfound exit. They raced through a short hallway that led to a room filled with oversized playing cards and whimsical drawings that seemed to come to life. Brightly colored flowers swayed as they passed, drawing laughter through their anxiety and step-farts. “Incredible!” Gus gasped as various cards...

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As they hurried to the door, the sounds of laughter and shouts from outside faded but never completely disappeared. They could still hear the teenagers chanting and the Bunny making sarcastic comments to keep the situation wierd. Their distraction technique was working, but they knew they couldn’t linger. Gus looked at Penney, who farted again,...

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And thus began their heroic journey through the fantastical labyrinth of the escape room, where every twist and turn carried the promise of freedom, laughter, and the unforeseen—the perfect remedy for chaos and an unexpected road trip back to normalcy. After all, in a place where even a bunny could be a hero, and a...

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Their eyes widened, and the group leaned in with curiosity. “What’s in it for us?” one of them asked, lowering his phone and adopting a tone that suggested a wild adventure was imminent, perhaps even Trans storytime or "Elementary School Teachers Gone Wild", in class. Maybe even genital mutilation and Jones Kool Aid + visual...

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In a mall that could only be described as a circus of chaos, Penney and Gus found themselves in an absurd game of cat and mouse. The air buzzed with a mixture of excitement and anxiety—it was just another day at Mallville, where the ordinary became extraordinary, and every moment held the potential to be...

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Exhume my gone exuberance, I’ve always been drawn to a chance; Such enticing grandeur; Resurrect me from hollowed ground, I long to indulge lush newfound; Run with me, wildflower; Missing all the juice of layers, I’m dry devoid of purveyors; Poundcake of foundation; Through dynamism opened up, faint flush from natural makeup; A welcome distinction; Revive me but do it slowly, I’m stained glass you are the...

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The wise, in silence, they spend their days, Until mistaken, and so they change their ways. So chirp you, little birds, let the trees be shaken, For every silent cry has always been forsaken. The brave, in the dark corner, they calmly stay, Utterly unfazed, until they are in a tyrant’s play So chirp you, little birds, let the woods be...

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INTRO: I have prepared Hook: a season of joy should not go by without jubilation so I'm not judging descent yuletide celebrations but I don't forget the word I reflect on Christ plus it's the end of the year, I reflect on my life to be an alpha, I gotta live better-ly I'm praying dear Jesus make me a better me I'm praying for...

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