This Is Christmas Poem by Chan Mongol

He was born for us and died for us
with all worst pains and tortures!

He was born to guide
and he did it till he died!

The man who didn't fight back and tolerated
he was left alone by friends and was betrayed!

He came from nowhere
like, we all are in wombs of own mother!

An ordinary baby with special messages
to be kind, to love and not to be savages!

In those days, he had a single mother
and the mother also had to suffer!

Life was not easy
but kept himself busy.

He was highlighted with fame
many became jealous in his name.

They all went against one
the worst case was then done.

He took all of our sins
paid with horrible, unbearable sufferings!

Many lies were said
obnoxious mistakes were made!

God sent the baby in his image,
Our sins gave him distress.

His life was the most precious
but relentlessly he sacrificed for us!

Let us learn from him the lesson
let's not do sins and live in peace on and on!

Such a noble and humble man was denuded, torn
to suffer like himlet no other human baby born!

This is the Christmas
he was born and died for us!