Before Christ
It was the night before his birth
There was famine, drought and dearth
People waited meek and mild
For the birth of that special child
All prayed, heads bowed near their beds
Doom is around, they all said
Only his coming can pave the way
For them to on this hollow earth stay
Almighty watched from high above
And sent his favourite Son of love
And with lightning the news of his birth came
A race saved by his very name
B.C -Before Christ
04/08/2011
Copyright © Tahera Mannan | Year Posted 2011
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