There’s no alternative,
No escape;
Only through good deeds
Can one serve God.
Thus this poem mocks its creator,
Who (dismayed by human kind)
Sits all daylong
Scribbling that truth.
Jerusalem
5 April 1992
There’s no alternative,
No escape;
Only through good deeds
Can one serve God.
Thus this poem mocks its creator,
Who (dismayed by human kind)
Sits all daylong
Scribbling that truth.
Jerusalem
5 April 1992
Authentic prophets truly comprehend Their keen “predictions” are conditional, While