The defeat of fear through hope

(A Christmas Story)

A long time ago

in a far off land

just about this time of year,

a child was born

who changed the world.

His life

was harder than most

because he was different

and wouldn't give in

to the thought of the day.

He said

that we should love each other

and that all men were brothers,

and he proved it

by the way he lived.

He grew to manhood

under a terrible strain

overcome by him

with a belief in the goodness of humanity.

Suffer he did

at the hands of others

who dragged him down towards their level,

rather than come towards his.

What was left

was a roadmap for life,

where what you believe

is the worth of your life

not to be swayed by others.

He represents hope

in a world dark with fear

where the masses

huddled in cold,

still draw you to them.

Down through time his ideas remain,

attempted to be changed in that same cold

by those same masses.

What all of us could do

is to listen

as he did so long ago

for it's still true God lives within us.

The point of this child

was not in organization

but in that of the self-seeking soul.

In that

is the hope for us all.

Only in self hope

comes the love we all need

to carry us past

the cold of the mass

towards a brighter tomorrow.

That's a lot to say

to anyone still listening,

but the world is still full

of fear and coldness.

While time moves on

more and more people accept that cold,

it becomes custom.

Hope and love

conform to conformity.

If each of us

were true to their self,

not swayed by all others

the hope of the self

would make gods of us all.

It's in the self that we are,

and only there

with that definition

can their be love.

Don't

form your definitions

from all others,

their points of view

are them, not you.

Don't be afraid

to be your self,

just remember that child.

One can change the world,

by believing in ones self.