The Child

There was a child, not here in my town
Born not in a mansion but a stable
Never knew why he had to, I might say
But then it was God’s intention, prophecies foretold

Loving arms embraced him into this world
Much to the delight of many but not so the ruler
Who had other thoughts, so the Bible says
But then God had other plans.

Strangely yet it may seem,
He was not destined for glory
His path showed us a different route
I might wonder why, but God knew why...

- P. Sakthivel