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Christmas Not Chrismust By Aniebiet Effiong

POSTED 12/31/2017 08:45
3109 Reads Christmas Not Chrismust By Aniebiet Effiong, Poetry on Tushstories
I have seen men with bags of rice,
I have seen people with tubers of yam,
Mama, we might not pound yam nor cook rice and stew,
But let’s rise and rejoice,
For this day, happiness demands.

Last week Funke showed off his new pair of shoes
And fine Christmas clothes.
Mama, I know mine is torn,
Worry not for new ones, for at least am not naked,
For this day, love bids.

I saw Ekene packing crates of Fantas and Cokes,
Into their house with smiles on his cheeks,
Worry not mama, for I shall go fetch drinking water from the stream,
For this day, contentment beckons.

Mama all I need from you is love,
Same like the one from above.
This day will come and go,
But our love shall keep us going.

Remember what pastor taught us,
He taught us how to spell C-H-R-I-S-T-M-A-S
And its meaning,
C- Child was born to be our light and saviour,
H- His birth brought mirth and grandeur,
R- Redemption for mankind he brought and favour,
I- Immanuel was his name,
S- Salvation He brought to take away our shame,
T- Truth, mercy, grace was sent our way
M- Mother Mary layed Him in swaddling clothes in a manger yet,
A- All angels stood at their feet,
S- Singing for him with their angelic voices,
as the shining stars led the wise men to him rejoicing.


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