Friday, 3 December 2010

Story Teller

The story teller came to town

Long beard and flowing gown

He came with a smile

He would stay for a while

Told stories for all to hear

Old stories from another year

Always had a moral at the end

People came from afar to attend

He never had a bad word to say

Teaching stories of peace everyday

But some did not like the words he said

They put a price on his head

Said he was an enemy of the state

Arrested him to face his fate

He went with them with his own free will

Nailed him to a cross on a hill

People came from far and wide to cry

He smiled, for them he would die

Told them believe in him and he is here

Believe, and his spirit is always near


copyright Chris Smith 2002

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