The Antidote
Poetry
The Antidote Once a long time, long ago Into the world did enter. Mary's boy child all aglow Attached to a placenta. For this was a human child He would have screamed for food Inside the swaddling cloths defiled He would have peed and pooed. His mother would have fed him The way that they know best No Cow & Gate around that time She would have used her breast. For this was a human child That came upon this earth With all the shame that is involved When teenage girls give birth. For no wise men were there that night, Nor was there any snow. I even doubt there was a light Around his head aglow. | For this was a human child Born in a normal time It’s destiny, to go to hell And face a devil’s grime. Inside the gates of hell he’d fight The hate of aeons hurled The minions of the darkest night Would battle for a world For only could a human child That’d seen and conquered death Could take on that nightmare world And once again draw breath But for now this little child Just born, a bloodied mess Is in the arms of mum and dad, Enjoying their caress. [Tony Matthews 2005] |