Beyond the twinkling things
Away from commercializing
The seasons
And much more than just
‘Happy Holidays!’
There will forever remain
The truth about
The most faithful lover
Who in his greatest love
So wished to come
And dwell among us
To share our pains and sorrows
So, he chose to be born
As a helpless baby
That had to escape
The grip of the sovereign …
The violence of the powerful
To grow up to the day
When he would show
To the entire history
How the martyrs of this world;
The oppressed, the marginalized …
All the crucified ones
Will be risen holding high
The banner of resurrection.
by George Onsy
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