This poem was written
during the Christmas of 2012. I viewed Jesus Christ as a tiny king lying in the
manger. A king, born at a place that smells of animals and dry grass.
It is time
Shout it on the mountain tops
That a star is born
Let’s start to ring the bell
A star is born
Announce it, so that all the world would know
That kid is coming to shine
So, come on everybody, shout out loud
He’s a hero, a bright burning light
So blow your horn
A star is born
Don’t lose hope at all
‘Cause He’s coming to make us pure white
Go! Tell it your neighbor
To go see where the tiny King is laid
Come on! Come on! Sing out loud!
All ye citizens of Heaven
A star is born, let’s go greet Him
And welcome Him with our arms full of weary hugs
Tell a friend to tell a friend to tell a foe too
A great light is shinning
A baby king, born of a Virgin’s womb
A star is born!!!
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