Fiorella has received her first Christmas card of the season so now it's time to release her own greeting, a sonnet by friend Jeanell. And yes, it's political. She calls it her battle cry.
INSTEAD
HE COULD have come
at the head of a howling horde,
a mob of wrathful
demons recruited to scour
the earth and ravage
it with fire and sword
in a full-court press
to prove his might and power.
HE COULD have loosed
the rivers, burned the sky,
melted mountains, destroyed
the face of the moon,
have swept the
planet clean, to purify
it for a New
Creation, coming soon.
INSTEAD, he came as
a child, a helpless babe
born in a stranger’s
stable on a death-cold night
with neither shield
nor buckler nor armored plate
to defend himself in
the battle he would fight
and win, as darkness
always yields to light.
As God prevails, and
wrong must yield to right!
Christmas, 2016
Copyright, Jeanell Bolton
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I was so impressed with this sonnet, I shared this with a new friend.
Then, As I am apparently a hugemongous (yes it is my new word) fan of Ms Bolton I decided to share it with strangers.
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