All hark the heralded good news,
I'm here to fix the Eden blues
and save your wretched souls from fires of hell.
A present I have sent to you—
my own dear child; the chosen few
will follow him and all will be just swell.
Let him grow up, then do him in—
he'll be my scapegoat for your sin,
though sacrificial lambs are hardly novel.
An innocent will bear the cost
for those who currently are lost;
providing they are quite prepared to grovel.
So, you'd best take me up on this
if you would see eternal bliss,
or otherwise, it won't be fun and games.
Consider it a love-drury
in order that you be set free
from roasting like old chestnuts in the flames.
Now, if you can't buy this idea
I'd like to make it really clear
that what you want's not really my concern;
for I'm divine, and you are not.
If you don't like it, you can rot
below— a lesson most of you will learn.
So there it is, from up on high—
(I see a Comet passing by,
a Donner, Cupid and a Blitzen, too).
Just as this verse is now confused,
so you've no right to feel abused—
although I clearly didn't think this through.
For I wish not one human ill
except the billions I know will
be suffering in torment evermore.
It's not my fault, so don't blame me,
just stick the angel on the tree,
for doom and gloom is something I abhor!
Merry Christmas!
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Author Notes
Today's word: love-drury (n.) a love-token, a gift of love.
Normally, I wouldn't "upset" the festive spirit of the season by posting a poem like this at this time of year. However, just an hour or two ago I read a poem warning those who don't buy the "traditional" Christmas narrative exactly what would be waiting for them on the other side. This served to remind me that there is a dark side to the little baby Jesus story. What becomes of all those who don't get a warm, fuzzy feeling about this story of punishing the innocent to protect the guilty? Well, quite a number of people made their opinions quite clear.
For the countless individuals who are prepared to silently accept the somewhat unsavoury flipside of the "salvation" story, here is the same narrative, viewed from the perspective of one who doesn't buy it.
My aim is not to ruin anyone's Christmas, or rain on anybody's parade -- as if that is going to happen. It's simply to present the idea that sometimes "good news" is not as good as it seems, when we think about it.
I hope everyone reading, regardless of their faith or lack of it has a wonderful Christmas, or whatever it is they celebrate at this time of year.
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