Christmas is
By Steve
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when Christ came into the world
wombed it at its darkest point and saved it
from being consumed by Satan.
So many were sick, having lived in sin...
doing the same old things again and again
like the moon or the sun
never being able to change, thinking
that pleasure and lascivious living
made things heal
when our broken hearts and spirits
could not heal
not being made of steel.
So many drowned in wine
trying not to think about all the people and
principles
they fucked over to get there,
having lost all respect for themselves and mankind,
going way beyond good and evil
to terrible
stones
hurling blood, spit and tears.
the bold and the beautiful lived
sublimed by poets and others
having destined themselves for fortune and war
looking down
descending the staircase
con
descending
fury ignites bolts of hatred
and they dined
on suicide
to lull their conscience.
and he came, thinking, knowing
underneath this blanket of cruelty and deceit,
there way much suffering and disillusionment
a world hatred snaking through and through...
can there be anything more beautiful than
a truthful, honest word
at the right time
to make us sick of our sickness,
he came to heal sin
from authority, power, and glory,
to make it what is was
a private suffering...
this is the way the world is
this is what the world has made me
my hatred
will save me from being merely mortal.
con
descending
downing
crowns the man
who would wear the thorns of sins
which plucked the roses of his soul
into bloody rebellion,
please open the door to love
which is the seat of forgiveness.
please.
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