In the land where stories weave, Two brothers born, a fate conceived. Esau’s hands and Jacob’s scheme, A tale of hearts and dreams unseen.

From Rebekah’s womb, the twins emerged, The elder strong, the younger surged. A bowl of stew, a birthright’s cost, In fleeting hunger, wisdom lost.

In tents of Isaac’s love and care, The sons grew strong, a life to share. Yet paths diverged, ambition’s fire, Lit Jacob’s heart with deep desire.

Oh, fleeting moments, choices made, From earthly need, a promise laid. A legacy of ancient days, In Abraham’s seed, the future stays.

Blessings born from strife and toil, In sacred lands, the chosen soil. With faith and hope, the story flows, through generations, love bestows.

© Unknown Christian