They bray among the shrubs; they huddle beneath the thistles.
But a stupid person will gain understanding as soon as a wild donkey is born a human!
Does a wild donkey bray over fresh grass or an ox low over its fodder?
This man will be like a wild donkey. His hand will be against everyone, and everyone’s hand will be against him; he will settle near all his relatives.’
They are living on the slopes of the wadis, among the rocks and in holes in the ground.
Foolish men, without even a name. They were forced to leave the land.
Thistles had come up everywhere, weeds covered the ground, and the stone wall was ruined.
