“Nothing good can come of this,” said the man,
watching his neighbour leave his home
because he had heard a desert voice.
***
“Nothing good can come of this,” said the woman,
as another desert stretched before her
and her children for another forty years.
***
“Nothing good can come of this,” said the sailor,
as he watched the reluctant prophet
disappear beneath the waves.
***
“Nothing good can come of this,” said yet another carpenter,
as he made yet another wooden cross
for yet another Roman crucifixion.
***
“Nothing good can come of this,” said the scribe,
watching the loud-mouthed, uneducated fools
making wild claims in the temple courts.
***
“Nothing good can come of this,” says the Voice of Common Sense.
Common Sense doesn’t know what it’s talking about.
