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