Sunday, 7 October 2007 .
She raises her voice in public squares;
at the head of the noisy streets she cries out,
in the gatways of the city she makes her speech:
How long will you simple ones love your simple ways?
How long will mockers delight in mockery and fools hate knowledge?
If you had responded to my rebuke
I would have poured out my heart to you and made my thoughts known to you
But since you rejected me when I called and no one gave heed when i stretched out my hand,
Since you ingnored all my advice and would not accept my rebuke
I in turn will laugh at your disaster..
I will mock when calamity overtakes you-
when calamity overtakes you like a storm,
when disaster sweeps over you like a whirlwind,
when distress and trouble overwhelm you.
A dream can only remain just a dream..