(Merry Christmas to all! Have the best of the season) We wake with will of a win Cling to the song of Christ’s birth Flinging all that carries burdens in a bin His birth signifies sin’s death Oh Hallelujah, the king is born! II We whistle with warmth wherever Knowing our lows will never flow […]
When Christ was born Riches were myrrh, incense and gold Kings and farmers owned them most Poverty was hunger With no discrimination for food Times have traveled Elevating riches to much of infinity Upgrading poverty to little from none Let the scribes note II When Christ was born None sought gifts but him Fists owned […]
I have hind eyes Which see behind masks of Christ Masks wrapping traditional spirits Like prized gifts Giving them out as miracles For those who hate their very essence Chai! II I see behind these masks Faces of greed masked With appeals for the Lord When I see monies needed for needs dire Walking into […]
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