Responding to Genesis ch.11
Haiku for a scattering.
A primeval yarn
to explain how languages
divide humankind.
Once we were all one,
one people, language and speech;
so the story goes.
Humankind agreed,
let us build a tower, high
to reach the heavens.
With mortar and clay
bricks fired like stone, the people
began to construct.
How clever we are!
Our name shall surely be great
throughout the whole earth!
God comes down to see
what's going on. Takes one look,
expresses alarm.
Behold how clever
these people are, now nothing
will be beyond them!
Confounding their speech
becomes the means by which God
institutes limits.
Scattered across earth
with languages that divide;
that's where it went wrong!
They named it Babel.
© Ken Rookes 2025
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