When Christmas fall by your balcony
Up, up to your neighbors
‘Haps to Abe, and bid him
“A merry Christmas and a happy chicken”
And when Abe, had had a sweet night
And dreamt of Santa Claus, of red, of white
Of glamorous furnishings, of pretty fireworks
And the grace Christmas brings
Of church, of jingling bells, of hymns, of carols
Of praises, of melodies and the gratification music gives
Of chicken wings, of bottles, of wine, of aromas
Of candies, of Pavlovas, of diabetes
And cavity after New Year
Of gold, of myrrh, and of frankincense
Of thankfulness and reconciliation
Of stars, of mangers and the success of the three sages
Of an infant emperor, long birthed in Bethlehem
And the merry of a new year’s eve
Of how he, Abe rendered to the poor
Like him, Abe, go dream, love, learn to give
Find cheer, but friend, you better be wary.
Read – A Widow’s God is Dead – A Poem by Kolabomi Adeko. Nigeria
