Prophecy

Prophet Ezekiel, Russian icon from first quart...

Prophet Ezekiel, Russian icon from first quarter of 18th cen. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The prophet spoke
Of leaner times to come
The field bereft
The womb barren
A symphony of grief
Across a broken sky
The prophet sang of times
When men would beg to die

They stoned the prophet
Would not hear his words
Believed their schemes
And dreams would endure still
And for a year or more
It seemed they read the signs
More clear than him
And lived in prosperous times

But prophets never will
Be welcomed in their land
When imminent darkness
Weaves within their words
So caught unawares
The famine took them all
Too late to heed
The prophet’s ghostly call

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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20 Responses to Prophecy

  1. kayuk says:

    Very good poem. I like the visuals and the meaning. Something to remember in these times – if you can find a true prophet amongst the rabble.

  2. “Prophets never will be welcomed in their land.” 🙂

    prophets are always wrong until they are right 🙂

  3. Brian Hughes says:

    “Most people would rather listen to profits than prophets.” (The Wise Words of Chairman Hughes April 28th 2013)

  4. Excellent and very true!

  5. Zeke was the epitome of the lesson that you can never be a prophet in your home land

  6. Kira says:

    I think this can be true in other situations as well. If is often hard for family members to hear the truth when it comes to a family problem. Even though the “prophet” has the best of intentions and speaks the truth…the family refuses to listen. Great imagery 🙂

    • Very true – I think the term prophet can actually be considered in quite a broad way…as you say, speakers of truth, if it is not happy or welcome truth, are rarely liked. 🙂

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