Christmas Poem
The blemish less Lamb
The Great
I AM
Lord of Lords
And
King of Kings
Heir of All Things
Jehovah El Gemuwal
Born of a virgin so not to inherit
Adams’s fall
Swaddled in flesh
With full fledged Power
ALL
Perfect in everyway
And on this day
He was forced to lay
His head in
The animal’s Hay
Then to grow up
the straw replaced
a thorny crown
Nails thrust down
Into the Healer’s Hands
Paying the ultimate toll
For an undeserving man’s
Soul