Prophet’s Retort

My family has disowned me and I’ve lost my wife,

People mock and hit me and daily threaten my life.

I’ve lost my home, my name, dignity and raiment,

And called a liar and profane as an ironic payment. 

But He feeds me with wondrous words to guide us,

Tells me to speak up and write down on papyrus, 

So I’ll face your tyrants and walk where lions be, 

But I’ll be damned if I let any of you silence me! 

~Poet of Ephraim

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