Two thousand years ago
In Nazareth of Galilee
Was Mary’s son born
In David’s royal family
To a carpenter in the red
Who couldn’t afford a room
To her wife in labour pains
It was in the heart of Nazareth
The city of the the most high
The Saviour was sent back
On a very cold and hostile night
The prince of peace an inn denied
In the 21st century of the Lord’s year
New holy families have come once more
Knocking at the gates of our metropolis
With crying Jesus of hunger and wars
Little and innocent friends of the Lord
They, like Jesus, are being sent back
Surrounded by civilized roughnecks
The Modern Shere Khans of our borders
Kalashnikov in hands and ready to shoot
They separate the mothers from their kids
Without time to say a simple goodbye
Locking Joseph far from the infant Jesus
Mary hurriedly taken to a detention centre
They traumatize again the holy innocents
While Pharaohs from their houses of colour
Order to make the nation great again
Proudly locking kids in detention centres
In nations built in trust and fear of God
But I hear the Angels that roam the sea
Flying on their ships to save the day
Hated by the Pharaohs of the old world
Who take joy in curbing their golden wings
While smiling and dining with all the Neros
Who reign in terror in the third world
They all speak of peace like it’s a thing
But gaily sow terror on the mother earth
Distributing wars freely like Father Christmas
Evicting more Jesus from their motherland
Only to lock them up in prisons or in isolation
In modern Nazareth of homeless Jesus
Merry Christmas,
From a friend of the homeless Jesus !
