Dear Isaac
What if the story was never your father's
What if the lesson to the world was meant from your vantage
How old were you
At what moment did you know
The story sings his faith and courage
But what about you
Was there no wiggle
No struggle to escape
When did you give in
Who saw the ram first
Who heard the voice
What was it like the second after
Did he speak on the walk down Moriah
What did he say
Did you run tell your mother
Your beautiful mother
Who was barren for so many years
Did you trust him after that
How protected did you feel
Did your mother sing to you that night
Rub you head while you slept
Did you flinch for years after every time he called you son
What did he tell you about his God to make you stay
Please tell me, Isaac
What words did he say
Tell me about that kind of faith
O it is a lovely song, Isaac
How he had a son
Was ready to sacrifice his only one
But you were not
They could not have forgotten about Ishmael
What about your brother
It is like that you know
With women and children
We are forgotten and dispensable
You ever wonder why you
Why your life was up for gamble
What if he had not heard the voice or saw the ram
What if he acted too soon
Then what
Then what about you
Don't mind me, brother
I was always inquisitive
What if the miracle was due to your faith
And not his
What about others
After and before you
With no last minute bells to be saved by
Do you ever wonder
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