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title: The angel to Abraham
id: angeltoabraham
genre: verse
project:
title: Elegies for alternate selves
class: elegies
order: 10
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| Abraham, Abraham, you are old and cannot hear:
| what if you miss my small voice amongst the creaking
| of your own grief, kill your son unknowing
| of what he will be, and commit Israel to nothing?
| Abraham, you must know or hope that [God][]
| will not allow your son to die; you must know
| that this is a test, but then why
| are you so bent on Isaac's destruction?
| Look at your eyes; there is more than fear
| there. I see in your eyes desperation,
| a manic passion to do right by your God
| whom you are not able to see or know.
| Am I too late? I [will try][] to stay
| your old hands, the knife clenched
| within them, intent on ending life.
| Will you hear my small voice amongst the creaking,
| or will it be the chance bleating of a passing ram?
[God]: boar.html
[will try]: i-am.html
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