A golden jewel grew to the south.
On the banks of the steady Nile.
It pulsed, creating great wealth and fertility throughout the land.
Egypt grew together and united under one king.
Religion, history, and society were all one.
The people’s god-king,
Pharaoh, spoke directly to the gods.
It was he who created the pyramids
On the backs of thousands of workers
For a peaceful afterlife.
There was war between the God of Israel and the gods of Egypt.
Sticks turned into snakes,
Frogs and hail rained down,
Boils covered the flesh,
Droughts and locusts destroyed crops,
The Nile turned to blood,
The skies and land darkened,
God’s messenger, Moses, came telling the pharaoh to let his people go.
Pharoh didn’t obey.
God pointed his finger in anger.
Pharaoh’s first son was taken.
With a sigh he let Israel go
But, as the people left,
He changed his mind.
Pharaoh sent his chariots out.
They were drowned by the Sea of Reeds.
The people of Israel were presented with laws and a covenant
Egypt was left to themselves.
Old, New, Middle Kingdoms come and go.