Signs

Sign from the very sign itself? They asked, from you, a sign.
Is all well with these vipers? You thought. Are there mindsets fine?
Shouldn't they be content with the sign of Prophet Jonah?
They asked you to perform as though you're a play persona.

Jonah was in a whale's belly owing to Yahweh's wrath.
Tasting the sour vinegar of strife, he chose the right path.
You should be in the womb of the earth, you said, for three days.
To expound to the world how unique are the divine ways.

Queen of Sheba was pulled by the Wisdom of Solomon
Did she, yet, as though for eternity, last on her throne?
The incarnate has streams of wisdom flowing from his wells.
Is there anyone greater than him who saves from death knells?

You talked in signs about your death, grave, and resurrection.
Shouldn't all these pass through the process of crucifixion?
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