Manna Menu {a #poem}
Blue Plate Special–Good Today ONLY
Get your own bread,
Stop grabbing off your sister’s plate
And eyeing your brothers’.
I gave them just what they need—
I’ll do the same for you.
“What is it?”
“Manna.”
“What is it?”
“Yes.”
“but what IS it?”
“You’ll just have to taste and see.”
“So what’s good today?” you ask.
We have items that are seasonal,
depending on what’s ripe and ready.
Wouldn’t want to give you anything too green-
It causes indigestion.
Like it???
Well, no, you can’t stuff some
In your pockets for tomorrow.
It’ll either turn into crumbs
From the pressure
Or get moldy—it’s dark inside there
And you’ll forget I gave you anything in the first place.
Don’t cram it all down at once—
Take small bites—
Then come back for more.
Do you have enough for today?
Great—we’ll see you tomorrow—
Your Father’s setting up a banqueting table….
‘Manna’, accent on the second syllable, literally means ‘what is it?’
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