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The saga of Joseph and his brothers
is not just about an ancient family.
They are us.
The one we would dismiss,
the one we would be done with,
is our sibling.
The enslavers are never the good guys.
The one sold, the one enslaved,
is the story’s hero.
And within: where is my Joseph,
the excellence I’m afraid of,
the grace I seek to banish?
I may sell it away, but it will prevail,
first shame and then tame me,
and save me in the end.
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