The Message of Christmas


[a poem by my friend Thomas, from White Swan Reservation]

Does anybody know the real deal?
God became weak, not like a man of steel.
Or like a blazing pillar of fire.
God was just a baby, nothing dire.
He came to live the life we need to live
And destined to die in our place, to give
True justification to our mistakes.
False justification is what we make.
By what means will our good works set it right?
Will the good outweigh the bad in God’s sight?
God gave up his first born son to the tree
He’s the best gift any person can plea
God incarnate created a true hope.
Emmanuel took away hearts that grope.


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