The Antidote - Tony Matthews: Your Composer of Note

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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 clothes 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]
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