by Vern Fein
The Chosen people un-chosen for one night. Huddled in the dark no fire listened for wings any rustle prayed for lamb's blood to protect them from the Angel of Death. Did they hear the wails clutch their first born in the middle of the night? The Chosen people un-chosen one time, blessed.
Vern Fein has publish over 200 poems on over 80 sites, a number of them being Christian-themed.