"Planners" Raw Deal
770 B.C. approx.
Heaven’s worry, scurries to earth;
twisted planning, what’s to block it?
At sight of good plan, they turn to rotten again,
the sight of their planning
gives me a pain.
First say yes, then say no;
good plan, no go,
but a rotten they dress in flummery,
the sight of their planning worries me.