#39 – A Winter Solstice’s Question to a Pregnant Virgin


(It’s an eight line poem broken into thirds)
(Read it as 3 verses, then attach each corresponding line from the verses together and read as one verse)

you immaculate lady
I wish I believed you
about your baby
the world
Call him
the son of God

blessed art thou
Yet I do ponder
The why and how
It was done
And the innocents sacrificed
too late to realize
the giver of all life

I know you would not lie
So I must ask
did you bare him to die?
By our hands
for our hands
We murdered God,
Now his blood floods our lands

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