vaera when good needs more good

Did you guys notice,
This parsha is on a roll?
Dam, sfardeya, kinim,
Arov, dever shcin
Barad,, and-----
sorry stop there.

They say blessing come in bundles,
And so do troubles,
But we still only have bundles,
Not the full answer from Hashem and,
Not a fully perfect life,
Yet.

In this weeks parsha are we free?
No!
But are we almost?
Yes!

A man can go through his whole life,
Being nearly there.
Being partially stuck.
Understanding he is not yet,
Who he could become,
He is on the way.

But let us know,
Whatever Mitzva we do,
It will help the world,
Reach the place of ultimate perfection,
Destiny truth.

To the time when,
When the whole world will bow,
Before the truth of Hashem's dominion,
Over the whole world

"Ve"Hashem yimloch leolam vaed,"
Kein amru chazal,
Amen,
Ve'amen.

shmot

In this week's parsha so much pain,
so much sorrow
Nile River for the boys
Assimilation for the girls

And look
So much laughter
Moshe grows and is raised
Moshe marries and goes to Pharoh
The Jews can finally hope
Jews are enslaved for 210 years
Jews suffer 86 years
Jews can hope

I think this holds a key to life
I think this holds  truth
although we want only good
sometimes we must pull through

but we can chose
to see that pain
as blessing

asara b'tevet

It is true that Asara Be"Teives
Reminds me
Of our travels
Through history

Of course we are different
Special because
We send to the world
G-d consciousness
So it was

When I see a Jew walking
Tzitzis out of his pants
I remember there's a G-d
Not everything is dismal cold

So then what went wrong
What led us from our heights
To face constant battlement
To face constant strife

Asara B"Teives teaches
That we should not let this destruction happen again
jut ebcaus it happened once
Starting from this day

This day allowed
The first Temple to be shattered
Thsi allowed the second
If only we could ahve
Repair of our Despair

We must follow a new course
To not judge to spare
To make anger into a joke or
compassion so fair

The destruction of the first
Was when the world was too selfish
Lust, murder was about the "I"
It caused the great the first great nasty fish

The second Beis Ha"Mikdash
Was from sinas chinam- bad hate
It was about criticism deceit
Not having enough space
For another "me"

I think we're getting closer
I think we're getting there
Just patience, understanding
Being able to count
When all's not there

Having faith not giving up
Putting our life on hold
To await for someone's help
To bring Moshiach
Bold

May he come now
In our days
Amen

vayechi poem

yakov lives in egypt
finally he dies
so the children die
yeh
but thier children live on
even in this parsha
there is nothing from exile
but soon there will be
in shmot

why can there be no problems
with the sons alive
they gone
story starts

i guess its part of the life
good ones
dont make it too hard
weak ones
push them far
not too far

good have it good
bad have it tough
so the story goes
well its part of the weak's
purification

by the way
thanks jacob for blessing all the tribes 'cept shimon and levi
we've been alive ever since