Nativity

it’s nearly time

the streets outside

resemble a shimmering

golden mile of lights,

as we draw our closest, closer

remember absent friends

and exchange gifts

we thank the stars,

as children we were all

taught the Christmas story,

acted out the characters

and still carol the songs of

the festive season,

of beauty, wonder and mystery,

but in far off lands

this beauteous pageant has changed,

today a bright star delivers wrath

unwise men bring the gift of war

the atrocities are truly biblical,

but somewhere amongst

the rubble and the hatred

the desolation and destruction

a baby will be born, a new life

who for one split-second

will know none of this.

Published by grahamrsherwood