The Peace Of Christmas Poem by Moses Kainwo

This fully spirited rendition
Of tranquilizers,
Packaged by innocence—in a manger,
In a manger,
Has surprised the hungry and the angry with peace.

But down the road in years ahead,
Mary Magdalene waits,
With many heads,
That will settle
For peace not dreamed of;
Yet cares less who cares,
And would follow her new-found dream
To view a Roman cross.

As for today, Father Christmas
Has chosen to be a toy
To countless children—a celebrity god;
Tantalizing them with gifts—not in a manger,
Not in a manger,
But packaged with superficiality
For the anger sleeping in hunger,
In ambivalence of ambience.

Accept my offer of
The peace of Christmas—not on a platter,
Not on a platter,
Neither packaged in the superfluity of moments
But the simplicity of purposeful humanity;
To be sung by shepherds
Who longed for morning light.

The peace of Christmas.
The peace of Christmas.
The peace of Christmas.
The peace of Christmas.
The peace of Christmas.
The peace of Christmas.
The peace of Christmas.