Bechukosai

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Bechukosai

You’re the stubborn of the stubborn,

You were chosen for this reason,

I’m aware that you won’t follow,

The directions you’ve been given.

No means will be successful,

Not the carrot nor the stick,

Though the club is somewhat bigger,

You won’t get the point real quick.

But don’t think that it’s so simple,

That onesh always fits the crime,

This equation’s complicated,

And the solution’s only Mine.

You will see when counting cattle,

As they pass beneath your staff,

Every tenth you will make kodesh,

Whether seed, or whether chaff.

I’ll not elevate the good alone,

Nor excoriate just the bad,

My judgement’s subtle and profound,

The answer never to be had.