Author - Aldrith Shutaq
Title - Son my Sun
Son,
my Sun!
Peer in brilliance though you are,
Heavenly globes bare no witness to thee,
Vast in girth and gaze afar,
See not where innocent splendor may be.
Only the infinite eye of God,
Beholds thy glories and proclaims:
Thee, my son,
Are truth and solace
Joy and redemption
All mankind rejoice
Hearing this small voice!
Yet cold and infinite are the heavens
My child’s cry lost in din and chaos
That cruel crush of a trillion helpless wails.
O doth man suffer! Aid is rent from me!
My hands are dragged away from thee, my son
To be sullied with the blood of poor fools
Misled by lies and given cruel intent.
War is upon us! Fathers to duty!
Treacherous flames leap from the hearth anew
Betrayers turned from God upon thy crib
To be turned back by thy love-bearing guard.
Darkness shall retreat! Mothers to thy home!
One babe a star shall not glimpse, live or die
A million blind and a billion ignored
Yet God sees our sin and withholds black fie
Despite murder and heresy abhorred.
O, meek boy in my arms, burden of men
I shall see your life before mine is done
Strength shall be yours and man you shall defend
Proclaiming to heaven, you Sun my Son!
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Topic: YC 116 Writing Contest - 1st Place - Poetry (Read 807 times)