The Writing on the Wall
King Belshazzar loved feasts
And drinking wine from golden cups,
He took the temple vessels
For each noble as he sups.
As the king and all his nobles
(And their concubines and wives)
Drank from holy goblets
They praised their gods of lies.
Suddenly a hand appeared
And wrote words upon the wall;
King Belshazzar fell to his knees
And to his wise men made a call:
“Who can read this writing
And tell me what it means?
To him I’ll give high honor --
He’ll be third to me, the king!”
When none of them could read it,
The Queen approached the king,
“There is a man named Daniel
Who’s been known to do such things.”
So, Daniel (Judah’s exile)
Spoke to the king and said,
“Keep your gifts. I’ll tell you
What others haven’t read.”
“Since you’ve defied the Lord
And praised idols in His stead,
Yahweh’s sent a message,
And this is what it said:
“Your days are numbered here,
You’ve been weighed and found unfit.
Your kingdom’s been divided --
Medes and Persians conquer it.”
Daniel knew the meaning
And was made a ruler, too.
That night the king was killed
And a new one rose to rule.
From . . . And a Poem, Too by Kathy Mansfield