Would-be prophets tell us <br />We shall not re-know <br />Them that walked our fellows <br />In the ways below! <br /> <br />Smoking, smouldering Tophets <br />Steaming hopeless plaints! <br />Dreary, mole-eyed prophets! <br />Mean, skin-pledging saints! <br /> <br />Knowing not the Father <br />What their prophecies! <br />Grapes of such none gather, <br />Only thorns and lies. <br /> <br />Loving thus the brother, <br />How the Father tell? <br />Go without each other <br />To your heavenly hell!<br /><br />George MacDonald<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/false-prophets/
