Is Anybody Listening? Poem by James Tipp

Is anybody listening?
To the crying of the child
Is any body listening
The noise is getting wild.
In the stable he is greeted
By the bullet and the gun
Not by the sound of happiness
For no ones having fun.
The world has stopped its business
They sing give peace a chance
But the angels are not dancing
The world is in a trance.
There a children who this Christmas
In the place were he was born
Who will blow themselves apart
Kill others with their scorn
So their captures will take lessons
Deal another blow
So the screaming of the children
Will grow and grow and grow.
We have to keep on singing
We have to say their wrong
We have to sing the music
That is the Christmas song
We cannot let the evil win
We must give Him a chance
To sing his song of love of men
That the world might really dance
To the tune of love and healing
To the tune of peace and joy
Remember then this Christmas
The coming of this boy.