Nativity
NATIVITY
At a warm nativity
Is written a cold mortality
And in solitary wait the reaper
To harvest as he wish and gather
At the very warm cradle
Already the mourners trouble
Their faces an actor’s mask
To hold their hypocritical task
And above in heavenly nest
In full and total earnest
The lord already selects his seed
To cast away according to deed.
Copyright © Adzemye Moye | Year Posted 2010
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