Borrowed tradition from a borrowed religion
That special time of the year
The mass exodus from cities ,
As all directions lead to our roots, homes and families
We all gather to celebrate, make peace and show love
Children excited at the special new clothes and shoes they receive
At this special time of the year
Adults glad to reunite, away from the hustle and bustle of city life
The joy and peace of the home land
The crow of the cock announcing its daybreak and time to rise
The chatter of women, men and children welcoming the fresh air
As they make their way to the stream in the morning
The rich aroma of delicacies whisper to all
Welcoming everyone home at this special time of the year
Amidst the laughter and cheer
There are no Christmas trees in sight, nor the exchange of wrapped gifts
No borrowed practices, for this borrowed celebration
We gather in church to celebrate Mass
Lights and special decorations adorn the church and the altar
As the priest advices on the importance of this day
And the magnificence of the one we honour and celebrate
The Magi did not make their journey nor come bearing gifts of Gold, Frankincense And Myrrh in vain, he explains
Our voices fill the church in angelic carols and thanks giving
As we pray for a better year ahead
At the blessing of this special opportunity
On this special day

2 thoughts on “Christmas” by OLUNOSEN a.k.a #SimpleEsanGirl (@ooluss)

  1. Ufuoma Otebele (@ufuomaotebele)

    I haven’t seen any other piece about Christmas on NS. Did we forget? Thanks for remembering to write about this season! I’ll go do the same!

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