Feminine 101

Beneath a starlit sky woolen lumps slumber,

Their guardians ever vigilant of their number.

Ward off the chill of night, dear shepherds.

Guard against the wolf that prowls to devour,

Guard against the evil of the witching hour.

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Heads slump under burden of dejection

Comprehending the gravity of their ejection.

To them were peace and rapture granted.

The way is barred and war declared,

‘Gainst thieves for better or worse are paired.

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Not since them has mankind known such loss,

Would they have fallen had they grasped the cost?

Them never sullied by taint of fear,

That duo inviolate of falsehood or shame,

Never warped nor ensnared by the crude and profane.

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And eons since have we, too, wasted

Under weight of forbidden fruit once tasted

And the curse consequently applied. 

Cain, in envy, spared not the preferred Abel. 

The waters spared few in that ancient fable.

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Abram bowed to fear ‘midst Egyptian sands,

Sarah scorned the promise ev’n on promised lands.

Jacob pilfered his brother’s blessing,

Saul replaced prophets with witches,

David stole another’s wife and her kisses.

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When that heavenly host at long last appeared,

It illumined sin’s tar thick on man smeared

And laid bare a world of evil run amok.

The curse had performed its dark task well

Marking a race for first death and then hell.

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Yet woven in mankind’s tortured story,

Preceding the curse, a promise of glory.

The ancient serpent’s head be crushed,

To heirless Abram and Sarai in need,

To David, covenanted that same Seed.

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So from angelic messengers was heard,

Peace on earth, the arrival of the Word,

Respite from bitterness and toil,

A great restoration now ensues.

So, dear friend, it really is good news.

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