Haiku for those in bondage
Time’s dust overlays
memory; generations
cause the past to lie.
Joseph is forgot
and those who once were welcomed
are made enemies.
Arriving as guests,
they multiplied, became feared,
ended up as slaves.
Crying out to God
to end their cruel suffering;
Lord, deliver us!
Fugitive Moses,
tending sheep in Midian
sees a burning bush.
As the twigs crackle
Moses hears a voice calling,
takes off his sandals.
Most disturbingly
the voice purports to be God:
I am sending you!
I hear my people,
I know their pain. You must go,
bring them from Egypt.
Demurring, Moses
protests his limitations.
This is beyond me!
Say to my people
I am has sent me to you;
My name for all time.
© Ken Rookes 2019
A series of haiku responding to the Narrative Lectionary for 29th Sept.
