EXTRAVAGANCE - a poem

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EXTRAVAGANCE - a poem

No duty's poorer than a 3rd shift shepherd
Standing cold and lonely in a midnight field
Fighting sleep while counting sheep
Yet to such as these
Sent the God of all Peace
An extravagance of angels
No place is poorer than an unclean barn
Standing full of smells and stalls
Flies abound, dirty hay all round
Yet to such a place
Sent the God of all Grace
An extravagance of miracles
No man is poorer than a newborn child
With tight clenched fists, unfocused eyes
Hunger comes again, he screams in pain
Yet kings crossed desert miles
To bring God's own such Child
An extravagance of riches
No heart's poorer than one closed to want
Proud and content, manner aloof
Standing idly by, while they hear others cry
Yet to the lesser with more
Sends God of the Poor
An extravagance of chances
No world is poorer than one without hope
Spinning random and scared in a cold, dark   space
Striving to keep, a purpose more deep
Yet to these like us
Sent the God of all Love
An extravagance of meaning
No duty's poorer than a 3rd World shepherd
Standing still in a field, wondering how to   survive
Ground hard on his back, cold stars blaze in   the black
Still to such as these
The Risen Lamb that is Peace
Sends an extravagance of angels

Mark Lassman-Eul

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