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Prophet of Doom

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Prophet of Doom


Without eyes to see or minds to consider
They failed to give credit, unravel the riddle
The evident signs did so plainly foretell
The future desolation, but they failed to impel


In the midst of the temple, there shone a great light
A star like a sword stood hovering bright
Chariots and troops among the clouds
A comet continued a whole year’s night


A heifer birthed a lamb at the Feast of Unleavened
The temple stone opened like a nod from heaven
Advantage their enemies? Or so it would seem
The Scribes understood but the unskilled believed


I suppose the account would seem like a fable
If not related to events that followed
Heard a great noise, a quaking was sensed
A multitude of voices said “let’s remove hence”


But still more terrible one Pentecost feast
A husbandman born of the most high priest
At a time of peace, this Jesus Ananias
Cried lamentable words that doom was upon us


Carried away to the Roman Judicial
Every stroke of the whip, his silence official
When asked who he was, he answered this ditty
“Woe to Jerusalem, woe to the city!”


“Woe to Jerusalem, woe, woe, woe!”
“Woe to Jerusalem, woe, woe, woe!”
So they thought him a mad man and let him go
But he was smote by a stone and  gave the ghost


A voice from the east, a voice from the west
A voice from the four winds, the temple laid to rest
A voice against the bride, a voice against the groom
A voice against the people, Jerusalem is doomed

Based on a true story from Flavius Josephus, a Jewish historian's account of the 1st century prophet, Jesus Ben Ananias and his prediction of the fall of the temple at the hand of Romans. Written by ➳ Lora Nigro

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