Bora born

Knockin on heaven's door _

Peddy cabs meander through
a Christmas scene from jhonno's blues
backlit by the town's new tree
eight thousand leds so thempla see.

A symbol of peace forlorn
a world where common sense is torn
from Yeshua's inner mind
by dogs of war combined in kind.

Mutta say so you can hear
his storied birth from yesteryear
allegorical inbound
the rebirth route where grace is found.

Fables ripped from childlike streams
the message clear yet who will dream
a world where our children say
each breath we take must bless each day.

No idle thought breeds this kind
of wistfull dreams from childhood times.
The truth must clear, do you see
why stars stand out on jhonno's tree.

Not for what the magi saw
that one's for kids and storied lore.
When it shines you mutta find
the light rebirths within your mind.

Jhonno's blues tree some may say
is creativity at play
within realms outside the bounds
so this is where true freedom's found.

Indigo star lights this tree
a reminder to you and me
children birthed on golden rays
will grace our lives as fear decays.

By creative will through love
their lives in service, as free as doves
inclined to each other, when
sisters speak all men are brothers.


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© 4 dec 2012 _ Nhawrr yirrpa


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