Passover: The Four Hundred Forty Year Marathon (c) 2014 Js

Go!
And they took what they could
Into the desert
Dazed by plagues
Pushed by an invisible hand
Headed, who knows where?
But with freedom to spare!
Numb for centuries
Shackled, Dead
Then their inner voice
Reached heaven
Just our story?
No
Just our covenant?
No
We all moved on the sand
Creating a wake
Of freedom
For all mankind
Eyes on the holy mountain
Next year in Jerusalem