We lived tru this dark terrifying Advent nights
Feasting on fear rained from the stormy clouds above;
'twas night for sure, but no stars in-sight,
cold from the rain, but no warmth from the stove.
We clutched a piece of freedom,
this little bread no one can steal;
No emperors nor princes nor rust nor worms,
Can take away our human will
to choose, in spite of the starless nights
and the cold cold rain;
The will to choose to do what is right,
and to choose what is right despite our pains.
We are humans and not slightly less,
Even for the deformity of our decaying bodies
Even for the hungry skin, our ailing vests
We're richly human e'en in all our poverties
We are humans and rightly so
Because many Advents ago, when nights were as dark as ours,
A Child was bornt to all human woes
and showed us the worth of human souls.
Deitrich Bonhoeffer of Blessed Memory
May Advent brings tsunami to the core of our beings and tremor to the foundation of our nationhood reminding us that peace and stability without the firm and obvious affirmation of justice and righteousness is a big fat scam.
To all my friends and readers, have a blessed Christmas. God bless you
