Among Qumran Writers
6-21-19
Reestablishing hoar-frost
awake to eschatological speculation awe-inspiring
Ceasing to discuss natural inferiority for the water from the rock
For our memorial in the book always open
Go on before the people bearing Palliet and the promise of a new day
I want breakfast at two of noble thoughts that don't belong
To call on He whom suffered for us
As to hand in our Rephidim breaking ones iron fetters
Why do we still contend?
As of over bygone events wild geese in the west
For abundance of harvest and Franie as interpreted
Now I know....
For Josephus
6-21-19
Of Inter-Testemental Buick rental transcendental
Branches twisted as Hellenized and succumbing Seleucids Jesus Ben star
Where the books are to be disrespected as Maccabees describes it
Onward in Oniab
Stay with it today till it's time to go
All in zeal for the Zadokite family furthermore
Keep on keeping on looting all temples as Jehovah is salvation within the lack
Two centuries we strive
Up the music just a tad in the company of the pious
Stepping out to request a prayer falling reliably into place
For this Judaized Idumaen for Josephus.....
Essenes
6-21-19
Long before another legend of uncontested domination
And the history of our Qumran whenever I see your smiling face
One of chief causes for war is that we don't get what we want
Taking Zipporah to wife on odd days of cloud by daylight and fire by night
To tell you my dreams of glory back in Masada in '74
For the information combined
Call it a time of nurturing when archeology brings us numerous evidences
And waiting is half the battle for oxen and cattle and our ephemeral rule
Under Alcimus' Syrian allies judge betwixt me and the vineyard in Essenes....
Still Abiding In The Vine
6-21-19
Now I sing a song of victory left in Zion with determination to press onward
No more empty or ashamed cheating upon every dwellingplace
Our tabernacle back in Shechem in the time of Antiochus
Teacher as a priest as if a cart rope
To behold oppression ten acres yield one bath
Give in one hour
Stay at it
Press on soldier in our places of exile
Sinking ships as the seed of honor yields one ephah
We go into captivity again as it be not pruned
Needing to learn how to meditate all over again....
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