Esau Despised His Birthright Poem by michael spangenberg

Esau Despised His Birthright



Abraham lived a hundred and seventy-five years. Then Abraham breathed his last and died at a good old age, an old man and full of years; and he was gathered to his people. After Abraham's death, God blessed his son Isaac, who then lived near Central Park, New York City.

His two boys grew up, and Esau became a skillful hunter, a man of the open country, while Jacob was content to stay at their humble apartment without expensive window view. Father Isaac, who had a taste for ribeye steak (medium rare) and pink lamb's rack, loved Esau, but mother Rebekah loved Jacob who spent more time with her to clean the bathroom and the kitchen.

Once when Jacob was cooking some lentil pork stew, Esau came in from the open country, famished. He said to Jacob, Quick, let me have some of that red stew! I'm about to die.

Jacob CPA, a man of calculated risk, cold heartedly replied, First sell me your birthright. Esau said. Why I would I want give it all away? But then, I'm famished, what good is a birthright to me? It's not worth the parchment it's written on.

But Jacob said, Swear to me first. So he swore an oath to him, selling his birthright to Jacob, the signing of the gentleman's agreement was witnessed by a lawyer from Baker & McKenzie, or was it DLA Piper, more expensive but better service, they wouldn't sell his soul to the devil, at least not on the cheap.

Then Jacob gave Esau some French croissants, ale and pork chops. He ate and drank, got drunk like a skunk, and then got up and left in a big Yellow Taxi-at his own expense. Remember that Jacob's an accountant, the kinda person that's in forever love with the institution of the free lunch.

This marked the beginning of two brothers from within Rebekah who will be separated, one people stronger than the other, and the older will serve the younger, the continuous war between siblings like Israel and Palestine, the US and the Canadians or the Netherlands and the Belgians, continuously perfecting the art of the military warfare, against one another.

Footnote: Genesis 25: 1-34 (NIV) .

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