Of The Manger

A poem dedicated to the Lord of the Manger.

f the manger, One has come
To bear the will, sparing none
Colliding worlds of endless space
Glory leaking yet no trace

Of the manger, One has come
To shoulder the sins of man
Stunning kings of this land
Love of immeasurable sand

Of the manger, One has come
His harvest has just begun
Slaying flesh with His life
All bow down, He's alive!