"A good Jewish education...Yes, that can only be a terrible burden – perhaps God looked upon you and said something to the effect of, “Nat! YOU! I choose YOU! You are one of the Chosen! Now take up ten thousand [or so] years of truth, burden, truth, guilt, truth, oppression, truth, fire, truth, destruction, truth, contempt, truth, exile, truth, more exile, truth, slavery, truth, crucifixion, truth, whippings, truth, genocide, truth, accusations of genocide, truth, more accusations, truth, humiliations, truth, bitter herbs indeed, and truth."
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A anonymous commentator on my poem " Pithy #1: Wall Street Morality'' which was the outcome of a terrific riff of repartee, a dialaogos(1)  on morality and  assorted related topics, including drinking…
                                    THE POEMESSAYEpissable
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Known  or unbeknownst to said poet, is that my personal dialaogos with god is an ongoing chat-box of longevity that long preceded the existence of the very the word chat boxes as you know them today,

commenced at a very young age...we boon companions spare nothing, for the niceties of politesse, doesn't suit with truth telling,
especially with a god who can be happier when he (tired of pronouns) can ensnare you in a falsehood, or even an exaggeration, an I gotcha
Pleasure I like denying it/hi/whatever

So to the meat of the matter,

how a poet here became privy to my historical privy of back 'n forth
dueling diatribe
betweebn me and tge higher ups, closely guarded even more a certain Epstein, dont know... but ut mentions truth about 14  times. and I know that god likes repiturion
but 13 is maximum before a thunderstorm if irritation descends and ruins the best day of this forsaken sjmmer of floods and airplane crashrs, and my plaints
are way way down the chain, Anyway, here we goes





                                                  THE POEM