KING SIZED BED

In the beginning was a Father's heart broken
A son and a daughter's defiance
Severed a gloriously knitted token
Sin glorified and honoured with compliance
 
Clad in our coats of many colours
Different shades of iniquity
Gulping from unrepentant gutters 
As the old serpent basked in diabolic felicity
 
From the roof of Heaven the Father cried
The harp of sorrow in His Spirit played
For man lived but died
The flesh he served and obeyed
 
For our souls many a lamb did bargain
None worthy enough to purchase on retail
But a kingly lamb offered to be slain
On a tree hung and pierced with the sinner's nail
 
So on that night when shepherds in a field lay
A baby cried on our behalf
That we may no longer be enslaved clay
And our souls freed to laugh
 
With the crown of salvation upon His head
Lay the royal Lamb in a manger
A glorious King Sized Bed
Emmanuel. A most welcome heavenly stranger.
                 
       Poem by Nana Prempeh.