Esau

Esau

A Poem by Soren

Full of sloth and no shame

Gullible as a moth drawn to a flame

Having forgot what a high price we paid

That liberty was bought and now does fade

Without a fight we sit in our cottage

And trade our birthright for a mess of pottage

© 2022 Soren


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Without a fight we sit in our cottage
And trade our birthright for a mess of pottage

These lines are wonderful, this is very good. enjoyed

Posted 6 Days Ago


enjoyed this write, i am not sure what a Pottage is, this is still wonderful

Posted 1 Week Ago


Soren

1 Week Ago

Pottage in the story of
Esau is his gruel or mush. Thank you for reading my poem and reviewi.. read more

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Added on January 12, 2022
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A Poem by Soren