Poem: Palestine On Christmas Day In Mourning

Palestine on Christmas Day in Mourning

Splinters from the manger
Woods of cedar, cypress
And pine intermingle
In the dust of time
In Bethlehem
On Christmas Day
Where He
Once lay
Crying out
For mother
Love a babe
So tiny so frail
On Christmas Day
Before mourning
Nursing, nestled
In her soft arms
In Palestine
On Christmas Day
A rugged carpenter
Who spoke of Love
Spoke of Peace
In Palestine
In mourning
He was crucified
Strung out
On a cross
Faced long
Held hate
On Christmas Day
He was born
Cedar, cypress
And pine
Sweet woods
Cut to carry
The Savior's
Pain
In Palestine
In mourning
In horror
In torture
He stumbled
But Loved
In Palestine
Despite mourning
His loving heart
Bears the wretched
Rejected
In pain
They came
All loved the same
Heirs to His Kingdom
In Bethlehem
There were Three Kings
On Christmas Day
In mourning
There were three
Splinters
From God's great love
A tree of salvation
A tree of hope
A tree of joy
Christian-Muslim-Jew
Atheists too
Waiting
In mourning
On every day
To be born anew
In His Great
Love
In Palestine
In Israel
Throughout the world
To be born again
In His great Love
In faith that passes
All understanding

ENDS