away in a manger

waterlogged hands fresh from the womb
soon to be drenched with blood
indistinguishable cries for feeding or comfort from Mary's breast
soon turn to prayers for relief from the wrath of a Father
manger that
brings a comfort beyond words
soon to be a cross that
brings a comfort beyond words
in a cold night away from the inn
under stars made by a Father
intent on bringing this baby
to slaughter
for me