The Birth Of Christ

Behold the lamb of God is born this day!
In a manger warm with beddings of hay.
Where beasts inhabit and drop their waste,
fit for none else but men of lowly caste.

Behold the infant Lord whose lowly birth
was marked by celestials in joy and mirth.
In an orchestra in the distant sky,
they played the first carol right there on high.

Joseph Ogbonna
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 09/29/2020

Poet's note: A Christmas poem
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