The Unprofitable Prophets

The Prophets are speaking

The Prophecies that everyone forgot,

The days and years ago,

The Prophecies that everyone forgot.

The Prophets speak yesterdays' lies.

Why do I find holiness

In this heretic's words?

In all her metaphors,

And His ethos,

And Her conceit?

The Prophets are speaking

The Prophecies no one hears,

The deaths and ends,

The Prophecies no one hears.

The Prophets speak yesterdays' lies.

Why do I find heresy

In this saint's words?

In all his similes,

And His ethos,

And Her conceit?