"The Risk Of Birth, Christmas 1973" by Madeleine L’Engle

This is no time for a child to be born,With the earth betrayed by war and hate And a comet slashing the sky to warn That time runs out and the sun burns late. That was no time for a child to be born, In a land in the crushing grip of Rome;

Honour and truth were trampled by scorn– Yet here did the Saviour make his home. When is the time for love to be born? The inn is full on the planet earth, And by a comet the sky is torn– Yet Love still takes the risk of birth.

Fictoid: Dark Christmas

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