We look for answers
and find only tears.
Looking back through the years
Herod hasn't gone
he just lives on
in another tortured soul,
who for some random reason
desecrates a season
with the blood of the innocent.
It all began with a star,
a manger
and danger.
What will you wish for this year?
Peace on earth and mercy mild?
x-box, perfume and parties wild?
The gifts under the tree,
or God's gift of a child.
His Son, our Saviour
The light of the world.
