Early that morning Abram had
told Sarai to pack their belongings
'cause they were leaving their
kindred
he did not unwrap what their
destiny was
'cause he didn't know either
Sarai was greatly confused
'cause her father had a god
and she'd seen it in his bedroom
her father in law had gods
and she'd seen them in his living
room
But this God her husband was
talking about was invisible
Abram claimed he heard His voice
she had heard about one of their
neighbours - when she was
growing up - who had heard
voices and was taken to an
asylum
Psychiatrists had a name for that
condition
But like any respectable woman
she'd obeyed her husband
she packed and they left to a place
God was going to show them
Now Abraham and Sarah are our
parents in the faith
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem