Sitting by my bed,
Pondering on this day,.
What could be behind that Bible story,
What could it really signify,
That it Comes with so much glory.

Then the atmosphere whispers to me,
Beaming a bright and glowing smile,
It is the day of the master,
That man born in a manger,
That man who received those peculiar gifts.

25th December...
What gifts have u brought,
Or u just going to be like your brothers,
Leaving me with bittersweet memories,
Because I've got no cowries.

Memories of having to watch mum ,
Go out on this day to trade,
A day which every individual has chosen for a holiday,
To honor you and celebrate,
Just so she could put food on our table.

Put food on our table?
No! Put food on our floor,
The table is for the rich,
The floor is were we find comfortable,
Filled with peace of mind.

Like a hare,
My friend runs to my house and says;
Daddy is taking me to banana for kids!
Mum added banana to my rice I reply,
And with chuckles we are both happy.

Life why have decided for me?
Why have u chosen that I be born in a manger?
Am I Christ?
Would I someday be the master?

*Why have u brought to me,
Too many labours,
Working my *** off,
Like an ***,
Would I someday get those gifts too.

#purimon
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