I saw the manger from the Christmas pageant next to my office a couple days ago. Mangers are everywhere. Herods are everywhere. Wise men and women are everywhere. Stars are everywhere. The Baby Jesus is everywhere too.
The mangers
Are everywhere
Stored with straw
To remember
Next year.
Herods
Are everywhere
Too.
They have other names
Maybe not
As recognizable.
There is no room
In the inn
They say.
We will find you
They say
No star
Will ever protect you
They say
No wise men
No wise women
Even if
They go home
By another way.
Still
Mangers are everywhere
Stored with straw
We remember.
No matter
How many Herods
No matter
How many.
The mangers
Are everywhere.
We see them
We remember
The Baby
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