Virgin Birth
By: Tom Wright
12/04/2006
The manger scene and virgin birth
A savior was born as man, on earth.
His virgin birth was just the start
It took the cross to cleanse man’s heart.
He lived a life without sin or dross
For man giving himself upon the cross.
Then came the tomb for his laconic stay
But for three days there he would lay.
Then he arose as in prophecy was said
Ensuring man hope beyond the dead.
Man in his body to sin will slave
Christ gives us hope beyond the grave.
So repent ye sinner time is a brief spell
The option is ours, to choose Heaven or Hell!
Life in one way is like a parking meter
Where each on the edge of time will teeter
But coins by us can’t extend each hour
Our time is preset and beyond our power.
The God of the east thunders,
the desert walls burst out in tears,
soaking the thirsty earth,
watering perishing grounds,
and welcoming the virgin's birth.
A sudden silence engulfs the room
as they appear from behind tainted grey masks
marching down the deceptive aisle
robed in four years of treacherous lies.
They camouflage deceptive grins,
concealing buckets of emotion
and disguising their internal commotion.
Daily struggles, meaningless fights
They stand in their bribed gown pretending to be alright.
Empty paper with meaningless words,
could not repair the damage caused to innocent souls.
Hugging and kissing, dancing and swinging,
they made a toast in honor of the king.
But just as they thought it was over
a legion of angels walked in
forcing them to pay for their treacherous sins.
©2013 Christine Phillips
Reproduction without sex
Eggs and sperm
taken out of the bone marrow
Reproduction or virgin birth
Is it magic or biology
Is this the world we want to live in
26.03.2013
A-L Andresen :)
Within the virgin void the potential dwelled,
but was not until the Word arose and spoke,
that the void of the virgin belly begin to swell,
the Word no way required a physical stroke…
for Word’s potential stroke, by love is spoke!
Walking on the water of the life before the birth of pain.
Seeking to become the savoir of a World become insane.
Coming to this planet not inside a golden spacecraft.
Coming to this planet from a place of quietness.
Using the life of Spirit to explain the life within.
Poetical remembrances of virgin birth await us soon.
Future is often just repeated past.
Only once is Grace afforded us.
Please dont let it lapse.
This Christmas remember Christmas Future
while enjoying Christmas past,
and Inn this Christmas Present
please say Jesus of the Virgin Birth.
When people cry for saving this one will,
The City Of The Nazerene is always on a hill.
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