A Christmas With a Message

The world, in a messy state, all are smeared with hate. Eerie stench chokes the air as death looms in the lair. Black clouds creep hearts out. All crave a life that is fair, a world free from scare; find none, for hell is messy. We'll find if, by God's mercy, grace leads us to the manger where a smile warms the winter; the newborn bids us enter his rest—a nest of pure love— stripped of fighting glove. Christ's birth drizzles down a Happy Christmas message, far from being a presage, but promise of a good life, richer than present strife: assured of personal space.