“So this is Christmas and what have you done?” John Lennon
A starless night, an empty moon,
another 365 days around the sun,
and love is a tea light flame
trying to burn a hole in heaven.
Silent night sings from lips
stamped with a tradition that
pantomimes peace for pageantry
while a child’s cry in Aleppo goes unheard.
In a season of a manger, a savior,
the land of plenty chooses
a Christmas tree battle over greetings
instead of simply treasuring words of good will.
As the world burns on the last eve
of empty tongues, tomorrow prepares
to raise its voice of peace to prepare
hands and hearts to silence war.
©Susie Clevenger 2016