I will wake up from bed of roses,
Like jews from Egypt I will flee,
I will open waters like old Moses,
And cross dividing us Red Sea.
Here I come in full God’s glory,
While with the angel is your fight,
Repeating Old Testament’s stories,
Thus taking the name of Israelite.
My novels are like Heaven’s manna,
My verses are like angels feathers,
You’re the one the tribe to follow,
We will ascend the Jacob’s ladder.
And I will write with scarlet letters.
Jacob s ladder
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