Exodus / Exegesis
Somewhere in the world, in each generation, A Pharaoh is born Who never met Joseph: Who has no compassion, Who loves gold and power, Who hates helpless creatures Like dogs and little children, An irrational hate For industrious immigrants. Somewhere in the world, in each generation We have to say, “Pharoah! Let those people go. Let them go where they will They are not hurting…
















