With unleavened bread

They rushed towards the Red

Sun baking above

Desert welcomed love

For trust led them through

What only the lord knew

A long journey called

‘Exodus of the Jews’

Plagued with confusion

Questions, illusion

Time in between

Space all that is seen

Centuries passed

Yet Jews here still fast

Asking, “Why is this year

No different from last?”

-By Joshua Frank

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