Christmas Morning

ah glorious morning,

the world holds its breath

in silent anticipation;

soon enough the darkness will return,

the prince of this world guards his kingdom

with insane jealousy,

blinding the truth with words like

god and country,

waving his flags,

creating his heroes,

confusing us with the illusion,

justifying hatred with

patriotic fervor,

making that which is simple

so very complicated,

that which is nothing

so very important,

creating racial and ethnic hatred,

separating and dividing,

but for one shining moment

we see with our hearts

not our minds;

seeing the possibilities

not the realities,

feeling the peace;

thank you blessed King

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