On Christmas Night Poem by Gert Strydom

On Christmas night exploding fireworks light up the sky
and I can hear how the dog does yelp, moan and cry
while all of the world is awry
and at places war does still rage on
without any victories been won
and people have forgotten of the law of Jesus the Son

that called all men to be a brother
to each other,
to sincerely forgive one another,
that the man crucified
do in all men abide
and in these times the law of Peace seemed ruled aside

as if each man does this way of life accept,
as if the life of Jesus was inept,
as if His teaching was only in secrecy kept
and yet it's another Christmas day
where people do drink, laugh has fun and play
and the acts in the year of our Lord Jesus Christ
seems distant and very far away.