Church Of The Little Drummer Boy Poem by Richard Jarboe

Church Of The Little Drummer Boy



He didn't do it for money,
He didn't to it for power,
It wasn't an inside job,
And he probably wasn't real.

But he wasn't controlled by the Mafia,
Maybe he was just a dream,
Or maybe just a hope,
Of what Christmas might mean.

Over the years many a child
Has heard of the Little Drummer Boy,
How he played his drum for Jesus
To bring the Baby some joy.

He didn't do it to be a big shot,
He wasn't Ginger Baker,
He played out of musical love,
And he wasn't a faker.

If you're looking for religion,
The Drummer Boy is good to go,
I mean, he's as churchy as it gets,
Considering the show.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Vipins Puthooran 16 December 2011

[Christmas is a symbol of warmth, hope or light] I like this poem! !

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