• Massacre of the Innocents-Rubens

    A Christmas Lament

       O Come Emmanuel, Day-Spring, come and cheer    Our spirits by thine Advent here    Disperse the gloomy clouds of night    And death’s dark shadows put to flight   In the midst of joy to the world and hark the herald angels sing In the midst of employee seminar/Christmas lunch, taking pictures by the tree, ten minute    break Shots rip flesh and fourteen families apart Blood pooling on the floor, water pouring from fire sprinklers, wails of agony War comes to sleepy San Bernardino, much like it came to Pearl Harbor, seventy-four         years ago today   Much like it came to Bethlehem over…