1 AD
Hush, my little Yeshua,
So newly born, you are.
Hush, and I shall tell you
What is happening afar.
The Romans, under General Tiberius,
Strike North,
Campaigning through Germania,
In endless back-and-forth.
The Cartigena theatre has opened,
Hosting plays –
Full of tragedy and farce,
To while away the days.
They sculpt the finest statues,
And they write down history,
And measure circles and the Earth
To learn philosophy.
And out beyond their furthest outposts,
Other kingdoms rise,
From India to Polynesia,
Far beyond our eyes –
In China, a new emperor is crowned,
Just eight years old.
The Mayans build their pyramids,
The Incans mine their gold.
A thousand gods are worshipped,
From the Arctic to the Cape,
Where coelacanth and kangaroo
Rub shoulders with the ape.
I tell you this, sweet Yeshua,
Incase you cannot go.
There’s so much human life out there
Of which you’ll never know.
A more accurate but less pithy title would be 10001 HE..
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