Am-Bushed
Minding the flocks he had
Not looking for surprise.
He looked up
And saw a bush,
That blazed before his eyes.
Weirder still there was a voice
That came from in this thing
It caused him to draw close
And hush
It had a familiar ring,
‘Moses I’m sending you
Back from where you came,
It’s time to free the slaves.
Don’t think you can turn this down
Excuses are quite lame.’
‘ Who shall I say is sending me?’
‘Just say the great I AM’.
‘That hardly seems clear
But why should I complain,
My name’s a complete sham’.[1]
Off went the reluctant recruit
With Aaron now in tow
It was a long trip from Midian,
Through Egypt’s heat
A place they despised to go.
The morale to this story
Is not hard to find
Get near a burning bush,
Especially one that talks
You’re ambushed from behind.
7/11/22
[1] Moses is not a Hebrew name. It is probably a truncated form of tut-mses or even ram-mses, as he was raised in the Egyptian palace.