The Israelian Plagues of My Dear Egypt

Oh Lord, may I ask why our rivers run red?

Its crimson hue reflecting my dishriveled skin

But oh my Lord, I'm thirsty

Why does our water run red in these Israelian Rivers?

Why plague us with the blood of our own?

But oh my Lord, I'm thirsty

May I ask, my Lord, why our skies rain pain

Killing those who worship you in all your glory

Are we your dearest Egypt?

Why do you scrutinize us, my Lord?

The great Exodus is over

And If I may ask twice 

Are we your dearest Egypt?

Your love swarms me, Lord

My body engulfed by a plague

as to say you infest my heart

The Torah held captive to your swarms

and the plague infatuates me

as to say you infest my soul 

But, oh my dear Lord, you isolate us in the darkness

For I have not seen light 

Do you see it in your eyes?

I feel abandoned in the dark, my Lord

Please don't leave me without your light

Do you see it in your eyes?

Your dearest Egypt