Did we pass the parted Red Sea feeling ourselves float
like a carnival flottila to enshrine the land across
as the Promised Land! The sand dunes of the Suez
roiled in the winds and blasted our tents, as we
made our way, sometimes, feeling the pangs of biting
hunger in desperation for the manna to fall from
the skies repeatedly, and dew to quench the thirst of
our tongues! How was Moses (Akhenaten) so strong that he
had the will to abandon his eternal city – Tel el Amarna, when he
discovered he was nothing but an inferior Habiru;
and his mother lived in an expat hovel; keeping her
chaste secret locked in her bosom! How it must have pained
her to see her son, a proud Pharaoh, fall to such decline!
Moses taught the Jews then, the divine machinations
that were Pharaonic and Egyptian priesthood secrets!
He even went to the extent of killing a priesthood Man,
For he was hated for being Habiru, as also affiliating with
his Habiru brethren. But for Moses, it was only his Mother’s
word! The word that made him fight for the timelessly
disputed Promised Land of Israel; and for his beleaguered chosen peoples!
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